Whatever toppings I feel like having. I like bacon, peppers, olives, pepperoni— you can add just about anything you want. Is there any topping you'd like to try?

[ Well, she can toss food names into the air, in case they're used as pizza toppings. Jim's not particularly picky, so long as it's not pickles or berries. He'll skip on corn too, if he can. ]

I've been told. I take it as a compliment. [ He smiles, then nods. ] It's alright. I've got a box or two still sitting in the corner of my living room, so I get it. [ He follows her towards the building she pointed out, waiting for her to open the door and stepping inside after her. His place is just a few doors down the street actually, so they really are neighbors, it seems. ]