Harry shrugs. "One of them, I could see actually liking the idea. The rest won't really care."

"All right then."

"Oh, if we're going to get pizza you should probably pick toppings. We're getting it from a decent place, since this is your pizza cherry, but they'll probably have roughly the same stuff as Pizza 'Spress." He rifles through papers until he finds the coffee-stained menu, then hands it over.

"I can help you out on some of them. Like, sausage and pepperoni are different cuts of pork. Ricotta is a soft sort of bland white cheese. Pineapple is an abomination in the eyes of the Lord."

Milo cracks up.

"Is it really that bad? I am tempted by the lure of the forbidden."

"There will be no pineapple on any pizza that I partake in. We could get two smaller pies, one for your heathen pizza and one for Meat Lovers', as Mario intended."

"Well, or you could just make a recommendation. It seems you have a favourite."

"I prefer Meat Lovers'. It is for those who love meat. If you love meat less than myself, you may be disappointed."

Milo giggles. "At least, unlike pineapple, I know what meat is."

"It's a fruit. Really sweet, kind of sour, burns your mouth a little bit. All well and good in its place. Its place, in my opinion, is not on pizza. There are those who disagree."

"Well. I'll take your recommendation and see what comes of it."

Harry punches the air. "Score one for team Dresden!"

Giggle.

"They seem pretty convenient to me, but maybe it's more annoying to actually use them."

"Talking on phones sucks. Especially when you're a wizard, and every third word is replaced by static. But even besides that, it's like- half of talking to people. It feels all wrong."

"Yeah, I can see what you mean."

"Totally still useful, though. Won't deny that. Enables pizza delivery."

"You seem very enthusiastic about pizza."

"It is a solace in this cruel, cruel world."

Giggle.