"Oh, you can just stay there, if you want," John told him, with a faintly amused smile, and flipped the burger patties over in the pan. Yeah, having Bobby stay there forever sounded pretty good right about now. "Or you can check the table." John thought he'd laid out everything Bobby could possibly want on a burger, but there were always first times for everything. If nothing else, it gave Bobby something to do: the guy just seemed to hover otherwise, all too happy to help.