[His mouth stretches out into a simulation of a smile and he puts down the menu.] How do you feel about pickle chips?
[There's nothing more to say about Bruce and Natasha without further outlining their hopelessness and how little they could do about it. So he changes the subject.]
no subject
[His mouth stretches out into a simulation of a smile and he puts down the menu.] How do you feel about pickle chips?
[There's nothing more to say about Bruce and Natasha without further outlining their hopelessness and how little they could do about it. So he changes the subject.]