Remi was slightly glad that Mr. Stark was paying more attention to his daughter than the Atlantean at the moment. He was cycling through a sudden burst of emotions at an l-bomb being lobbed in his lap. In front of her father. Where he had to school his emotions. His eyebrows were a little twitchy for a couple seconds. He softly cleared his throat when he got his face into some semblance of calm and set the menu down.

"We'll be better than fine," Remi assured calmly as he placed his arm along the back of Alexa's chair.