Him bitching and whining a little or a lot is nothing new to Kate. She's experienced in tuning it out at the first word.

"Yeah, it's... okay. It's no Grimaldi's but what can we do?" She steps up to the counter and starts ordering a large pie, half pepperoni and sausage and half plain cheese with extra sauce on the whole thing. "You want anything else?"

You know, teen boy, like another whole pizza for yourself or garlic knots or an entire soda?