“What, you’re still a cool chick to hang with. Besides, I really craved a club sandwich, and most of them get antsy around bacon.”
“See, introducing you to delicious food was all part of my decades-long plan to make you hang out with me more.”
“I’d be upset if I didn’t love this so much. Do you know how hard it is to find meat around here?”
“I’m a griffon.”
“…yeah, okay.”
No, or at least not yet.