Raylan opted to lean in the shower and turn on the water, adjusting it either way with a hand coming to check the stream before he straightened and opened up the curtain to the other side.

"My favorite? Fried Chicken. But you don't wanna order that in - it loses somethin' on the way." With the water set, he stepped in and ducked under the water briefly before fighting with and tossing the small box that held the soap over the curtain rod.

"I can always appreciate a good steak," he offered. See? Simple man.