Elliot ignored the further comments about the milk because honestly. He didn't care. "Yeah, it was or whatever," he answered her question about hard day. More so it was just he had had a difficult day than anything specific had gone wrong or been particularly difficult. His nerve endings had already felt fried after the extra stress he'd experienced there that walking into a landmine of the other two had him sitting on a hair trigger.

"John's not starving. I'm not hungry but order food if you want. I know you'll make me pay for it anyway," Elliot said, glancing toward John after he'd gotten tired of Elliot and darlene's bickering. Which honestly could go on forever until Elliot just shut down on her. In that case, she just went on all on her own anyway. He was relieved though at John offering the olive branch and hopefully easing the tension that had him uncomfortable even in front of his computer and now starting at the screens he was pulling up.

"Last time you got Thai you threw up all over my bathroom. I'm not dealing with that again," Elliot knocked the Thai choice rather quickly though. He didn't question her bringing up a movie. He knew her well enough that that was probably part of some elaborate plan to talk to him without looking suspicious. Or maybe she just really wanted to watch a shitty movie.

She had made him sit through all three Matrix movies once and that was with disease ridden tacos he was certain. They'd both ended up sick that time.