He stares at her soundly as though to challenge her assumptions, but ends up just shrugging his shoulders. "Food's fine." She may have to dig his hand out of his coat pocket though. It's trying very hard to not betray its master while in public. He'll eventually let her have it if she insists, though.

"And I think your brother's still over there." Looking foolish, he might add. Minato's singing was fine; his ridiculous dance-like flourishes were not. He had passed Minato on his way here, and had stayed just long enough for the two of them acknowledge each other's presence. Shinjiro knew better than to linger there for very long.