You knew you were in for trouble when the server offered you a booster seat for Bucky. You politely declined and asked for a booth in the back, pleased to see he would be able to eat comfortably sitting on his knees. Both of you sat on the same side, wanting to keep all the exits in sight. The server handed you your menu, and you grimaced when she handed him a kid’s menu. He frowned, but took it quietly.
“What can I get you to drink?”
You looked over at Bucky, indicating him to go first. Rather than speak up, he grabbed the sleeve of your shirt, pulling you down to his level to whisper in your ear. “Ok. Do you want ice?” He thought for a moment, and nodded. “We’ll take two lemonades, please.”
When the server left, Bucky shoved his menu to the other side of the table and scooted closer as you set yours between the two of you. He looked happy when you reached the burger section, and pointed right at a large looking cheeseburger stacked with bacon. “I want it. I want a…” You waited patiently for him to find the right words. Again, you wondered how much Loki’s spell affected him. “Dis,” he’d flipped a few pages back to the salads, and pointed.
“Yes, but is smushy.”
The server returned with your drinks, “You ready to order, hon?”
“Yes, thank you. He’d like the bacon cheeseburger with guacamole, please. And I’ll-”
“I’m sorry, but that burger isn’t available on the kids menu.”
You shut your eyes and took a deep breath, realizing this was going to be yet another confrontation.