Gladio actually outright laughs when Dylas calls him thick. He knows it's not meant in a sexual way but for some reason the descriptor strikes him as hilarious.

"Can't say I've ever heard that one before, at least not in that context." He's still chuckling as he reaches for the pot and mug, pouring himself a nice steaming cup of caffeine.

Noticing that Dylas only brought one mug, Gladio frowns a bit. "Grab a mug for yourself, if you want. Waiting tables is a pretty exhausting job sometimes, especially when y'get people like me tumblin' through."

He pauses and decides to press his luck just a bit more. "Is there any way for some of the sandwiches to have no veggies? I ... there's someone keeping an eye on me and I should make sure he eats. And he hates veggies."