She raises an eyebrow at the 'baby,' but since he's been nice to her this whole time, she'll let it slide. His endearing enthusiasm for the food doesn't hurt, either. "Okay, in fairness, I have eaten weirder shit. The joys of cravings," she says, remembering the time she devoured nearly half a jar of mayonnaise on her own.

"Do you cook yourself? Or is it one of those things that taste better eating out?" She asks.