Prompto might have been secretly hoping it was amazing, though, just because he wanted to just dump a whole ass salad onto a pizza.

And not just because it was dumb and stupidly amusing. A part of him felt like it was some sort of rebellion against the Year of Salads before he finally built himself up enough confidence to actually talk to Noctis, way back when.

"See, now," he said, "that's not fair. Because, on the one hand, you know I can't say that much because of state secrets and all that, but maybe I should because I know you'll find out anyway, BUUUUT...it'll be good practice for you to find out yourself, right?"