[Welp. Think fast, Strider.

Dave glances around, and the first things his eyes settle on happens to be the food stalls in the distance. Okay, he can work with that.]

Food court probably sees a lot of traffic, and I think there was somebody who mentioned finding something there before. We could check it out real quick, maybe grab a bite to eat while we're there.

[He shrugs nonchalantly, like he totally didn't just inwardly cringe at the idea that Gary could make a joke out of what he just said.]