[prompto knows better than to try and engage rich folk--he really is out of his element--which is why he says nothing but shoot a disapproving glance at the lady so rudely interrupting their Moment.]

[not like it matters, because the sentiment is still there.]

[casually, prompto takes a few steps back, taking luna with him, and closer towards where the crabcakes were at. those are his definite favourites.]

You'd think they would have better manners...

[he disentangles himself as he whispers his comment, afraid to be overheard and thus cause a scene. he starts serving himself a couple of crabcakes and spicy shrimp tails, because he knows what he's about.]

But, back to your suggestion~ Ah, you know that a scooter ride is exactly what you need after all this work! Fresh air, the thrill of the ride... [stop romanticizing your scooter bruh] It'll be fun!

[he likes the idea already, popping one spicy shrimp tail into his mouth. pondering as he savours the spiciness he loves. a smile on his face as he finishes chewing and swallowing--]

You got yourself a plan! I think it's your turn to choose our next movie anyway. Make it a good one!