[He shrugs, looking over the menu a moment and trying to wrack his brain and pick something his brother might like. It occurred to him then that he wasn't entirely sure what kind of food Michael even preferred, it'd been so long he didn't know what sort of preferences he had or what had changed over time. He clears his throat.]

It's my first time here, I'm not sure what's good. I'd hope all of it.

[He leans over to peer at Michael's menu as if it were different somehow.]

Why not pick something you've not tried before?