Chasin stepped inside the door, walking backwards so he could look Neon up and down. A hum and then he snapped his fingers to point at him. "Better you be the one to trip. I think I'm stronger than you so I might be too heavy for you to catch."

Flawless solution and reasoning if you asked him. Then he reached out to snatch his hand in order to drag him to the counter.

"Order whatever you want. My treat."