"You sure? It's just a little baby one." He teases, it's the one he got when he lived with Luis for a bit. It wasn't very big but it was a pretty nice one, they'll have to revisit it.

Scotts even the sort to dance to the beat in his own head. He appreciates the space for movement and even pulls Phil in for a wave or two of hands before settling back into his arm and finding the booth he was talking about. It's loaded with fresh and dried herbs. Everything from sage to cilantro. Packs of dried mixtures from dry rubs to mix ins for dips.

"Mmm... Can't have that. I have to be good for something in this relationship." He teases, he knows he's more than just a cook but he likes doing that for others. It's how he shows love and dare he say it, he really loves Phil. He wont say it yet but he feels it, he feels it so much. Especially in this moment, it makes him feel like he's walking on clouds. But thankfully the smell of cilantro brings him back and he gives the others arm a squeeze before leaning into to find the best little bunch he can. Small little leaves with potent smell, that's how you know they're perfect.