Okay, now he's really confused. Michael looks from the bag, to Sam, to Clementine, and then back to Sam - finishes off the last of his yogurt.

"You two ate the ceviche, didn't you? I told you it's a bad idea to eat raw fish from that place." He shakes his head, pacing towards a reasonably clean pair of jeans he'd left out. "But I'm game for a round at Carlitos if you are."