Dan rings your doorbell, fiddling with the bag of food in his hands, patiently waiting for you to open the door. when you do he smiles brightly at you.

“Submitted for your approval, todays offering;” he says, bowing and lifting the bag, “Meatloaf. Loaf; confirmed. Meat; Jurys out. Green beans almondine; nutty, beanie. and the pièce de résistance?” he says the last part in an over the top french accent. “Apple cobbler; sweet, tart.” he finishes, smirking at you.