He takes another bite and immediately regrets it when she makes him laugh, and then he's halfway choking on his sandwich. "It runs in the family, trying to kill me." Frank pounds on his chest with a fist to try and stop coughing, taking a measured sip of his soda a second later.

"What happened at the party, Kam?" he asks once he's sobered, leaning back against the booth. "Before all the... fog."