Oh! How sweet! Dal ducks his head to hide his smile, but quickly lifts his chin once again. He doesn't want to give the impression that he doesn't appreciate Lark's effort. Giving a little squeeze of the other's hand, he nods in understanding.

"Go, go. I'll get the food in a little bit."

A little being about fifteen minutes later. That gives him time to check out what's nearby and return with something for them. Unsurprisingly, there's pizza, but also sweet crepes. Dal's never had them, but they look so delicious! He set up everything at a table and got more of the non-alcoholic sangrias for when Lark's free for his break. When he sees his friend emerge from the rooms, he waves him over enthusiastically.