Shrugging, Bart followed. "Ramen sounds good. You know I'll eat pretty much anything." He nudged Kon's shoulder with his own. "Oh please. You were the one who was all 'Oh Bart, come stay with me!' and 'There's space at my house, Bart!' You don't get complaining privileges." After a beat he continued, albeit a little more seriously. "When I get a job, I'll help out. Buying groceries for a Speedster is never cheap."