Oh, yes, there is definitely that moment where they stared at each other--not exactly amorously or invitingly--as they tried to determine whether or not this particular bad decision is something they wanted to follow all the way to the finish line, or at least halfway through. It was obvious that Harley faced the same dilemma as him. Krennic was a little relieved--although also annoyed--when she moves off his lap, and the waitress arrived with their food, just looking a little bit miffed because she thought she had interrupted a moment. Krennic wanted to snort at that.

"I think I've eaten something like this before," he said, picking up one of the pizza and observed it closely. "But that was years ago. It looks..." he looked at it, trying to determine whether or not it's going to be good. His gut feeling said so, so he took a bite. "Tasty. Sort of. But also weird."