"I'm eating. I'm eating," he says, though the words are more than a bit muffled as he speaks around the food. Somehow he manages not to be gross about it. Not entirely. He is mostly a grown up.

After a bit he lowers the bowl, sighing as he closes his eyes. "Okay, what the hell kind of prank was that," he demands of no one, leaning back against the counter and looking at Cougar. "Thanks, Man."