"Heh, I guess I would, yeah?" Harvey didn't seem overly bothered by the idea, he was mostly relaxed about all of this, like it wasn't really anything overly special. As they walked towards the city where the lights were on and there was more going on, Harvey felt a lot less freaked out - being out by the pier was like being asked to be whacked by the mafia. "This might be a weird question but, well, you hungry?"

Cause Harvey was. He patted himself down and instead his pyjama pockets was a ten dollar note. Why did he have money in his pyjama pants. Well. Cause of this. He assumed his dad put it in there... or another version of him. "I need to break my ten, is any food place open?"