Tristan is sitting down at the lunch table, a tray of rice and beans placed in front of him. He flips you off with a stupid, goofy grin plastered on his face. He pulls out the chair beside him, offering you a seat.

"I grabbed you silverware."

He says while holding out the silverware, though pulling it back before you can grab it.

"Pfft, you thought."

After the remark, he caves in and hands it to you.