"Mmh." He nods a few times, still chewing, brushing his teeth over the raised bumps on his tongue, blowing out a few times once he's swallowed. "It's nice." He probably should get some wine now, even if it's just to soothe the ache on his tongue.

"There's different cheeses in there." Yes, he can taste them, even if he does like his simple plasticky mac and cheese. He's about to reach over and pour himself some wine, but the waiter beats him to it, and he lets the wine sit on his tongue for a bit before swallowing.

"Oeznik's been getting experimental in the kitchen." Either that or he's grown tired of Bucky's overly processed shit and is trying all sorts of different ways to get Bucky to eat something that doesn't come prepackaged or is edible straight out of a box. "Must have been bored while we were gone."