"I did too," Megatron said, his expression completely (perhaps exaggeratedly) sincere even if his optics were bright with amusement. He had meant it too, whatever Orion thought he'd meant by averting his gaze from meeting Orion's optics.

Didn't mean he couldn't have fun anyway.

But now that they were apparently playing it this way, Megatron kept still as Orion's foot wandered upwards... merely widening his thighs a little.

"Plain kalisian." Megatron met the waiter's gaze with a little tilt of his helm and a quirk of his lips, before turning back to Orion as the mech left.