John chuckles and helps himself to two pieces as well, though he doesn't particularly care how long they've been sitting there. There's probably only a couple minutes difference between batches, and it's not like his toppings will need to be melted.

Because...it's just syrup. Wow, boring, huh? Though, granted, it is quite a lot of syrup. He moves towards the table, Casey following along behind him eagerly. After setting his plate down, he moves back to grab another piece off the pile and wrap it in a napkin for Casey, handing it to her and patting her head.

"There you go."

The Lopunny squeaks in delight and quickly begins nibbling at the toast. Om nom nom nom! See, this is why she didn't need a plate. Guile, on the other hand, gets a plate set down in front of her, a single piece of toast in the center of it. "Aaaand there you go too!"