Gianna grimaced at the bite of her pizza. So much for the Chicago deep dish pizza hype. Maybe she could’ve decided on somewhere nicer, considering that this location never looked promising in the first place. After taking a large gulp of her drink to try get rid of that lingering taste of stale pizza from her mouth, the girl glanced over at the individual sitting across from her. “Okay so, I probably could’ve picked a nicer place but I wanted to give it a chance to prove itself and I can positively confirm that it didn’t,” she chuckled as she wiped her greasy fingers down with the tissue in front of her. “Anyways, what do you think about the pizza? Maybe my taste buds are just broken..” Gianna said, realizing she never waited to hear the other’s opinion. “Should we try somewhere else or are you happy enough to stay here and talk?”