He has tried a few sugary things in the cafeteria and from the vending machines. Sugar is generally approved of, unless it comes with sour. So he nods, and deftly relieves Kate of at least some of her burden, two of the lemonades. "Okay."

There's picnic tables. Not the most secure of eating places, but he'll make do. It's not like there's anything better if Yelena and Kate want to sit. He might not be the most socially adept, but he's pretty sure they won't want to sit in an aisle between the booths, back to a wall. That's not "fun".