Clary flashed him a smile, as if to say that it was decided. She slipped past him and stepped towards the line that curved towards the cash register. Her green eyes studied the board for a few seconds, her lips twisting in a thoughtful curve. She didn't know why she always stared at the menu, she'd order the same thing anyway.

"What do you want?" She asked turning back to Carl. Maybe she could live vicariously through whatever he got.