"I don't know if I have enough sarcasm in me to pretend I've got anything to compliment about these people."

(Believe in yourself, Donnie.)

He reaches over to snag a piece of fruit with a nod of thanks, his hand stopping halfway to his mouth so he can stare at it. It's...glowing? Kind of? Which gets him glancing up to the lights nearby, at least one of which looks to be black, and -

"...is this fruit fluorescent?"

He sounds utterly delighted by the idea.