Their first date is where he learned the lesson of letting Steph pick out the good restaurants. She had a taste for the finer things and knew how to find them. He was a bit more proficient at finding the best of street vendors.

Marcelo frowned slightly after the waiter disappeared for a moment. "Hmm. I'm a little troubled."

He scratched his chin. "I can't tell which is better, how this food tastes or you look." He smirked slightly. "Though if you switched the look and taste around, I'd definitely go with you."