He could fly? Must've had a rather small plane. Still, Cardiff was the sort of place where that was expected. And it was good that she wasn't 'freaked' as she called it. Cardiff was the sort of place one easily became jaded in.

"Well, I'm certain they're still open..." he pulled out his phone and flipped through the address book until he found the pizza place.

"Right, hello! Yes, I'm out on the pier a block from your shop. Yes, yes, that one. No, I'm there. Right now. Right, can you send over a pizza with---" He gestured to Rachel to provide toppings.