He's really not very bright, is he? Mary feels a bit protective, and considers tying him to her belt when they actually leave the house. No, wait, that would probably be mad. Probably. He looks the wandering off type.

"Okay. I'll order something and you can try a bit of everything. And they're pretty good about taking half an hour to get here, so we can bob down the shop."

Mary grabs the housephone and makes a quick phone-call.

"Come on." She grabs his hand (she doesn't have string to attach him to anything anyway) and drags him out.