"Oh, that definitely settles it," Prompto said with decisive confidence, "you gotta try one, they're great. Here."

He took a moment to pull one from the fridge, taking the initiative to unwrap the little straw and poking it into the beverage because it could be pretty difficult to get right if you were new to it, and then handed it over to David.

"Here you go, buddy. Try not to squeeze it too much when you hold onto it, or else it might get messy."

His phone finally stopped ringing, and so Prompto figured it would just go to voicemail, but it just started ringing again.

"Shi--" he started, remembered David there, and corrected himself, hopefully smoothly."--oot. I should probably take this."

So he finally pulled it out of his pocket, saw that it was Gladio, and frown.

"Hey, man, what's up?"