"Fuck. You tryin' to turn me on? Because it's working." He finishes eating his piece of toast and brushes off his hands, before reaching for a cup of tea. He's not much of a tea drinker, but any kind of liquid sounded like heaven right now with how dry his throat was.

"Pizza... is a hand-pie I guess? It's the crust, tomato sauce, cheese, and topped with whatever. My favorite is olive and pineapple."