"I can tell you this much: The food is fancy, sure, but it's also low-carb, high-nutrition, gluten-free, soy-free, everything-free... there's all these textures and all, but after a while the food becomes more a thing to admire and look good around than enjoy. I said hey, maybe a little cheese goes a long way, but nooOOOOooo, that's fat and calories! Okay, what about a little sugar or honey for your tea? Empty carbs! Lucifer, stop questioning the way food is prepared!"

His rant dropped as he put the phone away. His eyebrows raised as he stared, owl-eyed, at Alastor.

But then he narrowed them mischievously, propped his chin in his hands over his empty plate. Damn. A clean plate, too.

"...Alastor, you can't just tell a man you want to eat them. You'll give them ideas."