"Heheh... I like this idea." He starts to tug Emet-Selch out of their little area, back towards the elevator. They can come back later, but for now he's thinking of ordering expensive cakes.

"I said I was going to eat until I was nauseous, I still fully intend to do so." He's going to sample all of their desserts. Not all at once, though. He'll need to order a few at a time.

He keeps hold of Emet-Selch's hand in the elevator, leaning into him- he still feels warm and fuzzy from their talk, replaying the conversation over again in his mind.