Eliot should probably ask about John, remembering Fin's warning. But also... what would that accomplish now? Or maybe he just didn't want to know.

"If you don't have to, you should... do what makes you happy," said Eliot with a shrug. He looked up, and then smiled and said, "Hang tight here for a second, okay? I'm going to go grab our food." He'd told Mags they didn't really need a server, in exchange for thee private space and a nice meal, he didn't mind taking care of it himself.