anything to eat. He stares at Ivan "Do you want to make me company while I have dinner?" raises an eyebrow.

glances at him warily. "... Are you cooking?"

"I was..." blushes "I tried hard and... Well" his words failing to be out "But we can go out...!I'm just starving."

nods, "Da, we can go out to eat." He's glad his health won't be in jeporady from England's bad cooking.

"Any suggestion?" chops up his eyebrow and shrugs "I really don't mind eating anything... I'm so hungry..."