[He notices that wince, and manages a slight smile, though there isn't much humor behind it.] It's fine. I'm more over it than I thought I'd be. [Over the breakup, that is, not necessarily over Natasha, a subtle but present difference in phrasing.

He snorts.] No, I think I'm good. Just making sure I'm not taking up your time if you're here with someone. [Since it is a couple's festival, and all that shit. Once their food is done, he hands Tony his, and starts drizzling mustard on his own corndog.]