[Does he feel a little insulted when Jack doesn't take his arm? Perhaps. But he doesn't blame him. It's not like they know each other very well and this wasn't exactly a date. That's what he kept trying to tell himself anyway. Hiccup shrugs and slides his hands into his pockets, wearing jeans and a button up himself.
The waiter greets them at the door and he tells him of their reservation. With a gesture for them to follow him, he leads them over to a secluded area, handing them menus and telling them he'd be back to take their order. Hiccup pauses, wondering if he should hold the other's chair open for him, but he figures like his arm it wouldn't be welcome. So instead, he sits down himself, tucking his chair in and opening his menu.]
How were the kids this afternoon? Not too much trouble?
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The waiter greets them at the door and he tells him of their reservation. With a gesture for them to follow him, he leads them over to a secluded area, handing them menus and telling them he'd be back to take their order. Hiccup pauses, wondering if he should hold the other's chair open for him, but he figures like his arm it wouldn't be welcome. So instead, he sits down himself, tucking his chair in and opening his menu.]
How were the kids this afternoon? Not too much trouble?