He doesn't hear her, naturally, already chatting animatedly with the delivery guy and not letting his extremely broken English impede it in any way. He agrees to sign the man's hat, but still tips him handsomely, making it back into the kitchen less than two minutes later. Tony deposits the food onto the counter and moves to grab them utensils. He hates the plastic ones they give you in the bag.

"Another beer?" he asks, getting one for himself before she can answer.