The sheer look of utter horror on Engineer's face as Soldier set the Crockpot down was enough to almost get it through to Soldier that he may have offended the Texan.

"... Sal... What's in the- pot..." Engineer asks slowly, pulling up his goggles to narrow those heterochromia eyes of his.

Soldier, being the ever proud man he is, gladly lifts the pot... The sheer amount of steam looking like it came straight from a train as it wafts into the air... No doubt it smelt... Good... (Somehow.)

But the moment Engineer peeked inside, he looked absolutely REVOLTED.

"That ain't barbecue!" The Texan states coldly, moving to look back at his grill. His own barbecue cooking up nicely.

"You've got that- that Vegan substitute bullshit, and I ain't for it! 'sides, REAL Barbecue don't come from no pot!" Engineer preaches proudly, plating his ribs and turning around to offer the plate to Soldier. "Now THIS is real Barbecue!"