Both of her eyebrows shot up, underneath the plastic fringe of her wig. Obviously, he wasn't talking about her oh-so-sophisticated explanation of the multiverse and Einstein-Rosen bridges.

She set the plate down on the table, in front of him. "Doubling up your hoard," she replied. She flicked her fingers at the plate, as if to say 'have at it.'

Wasn't like she could eat any of this shit.