What could he say? Gluttony's hunger was insatiable. He would never, in a million years be full. There was absolutely no chance of him saying he'd had enough. That would be blasphemous in the demon community. To say he'd had enough? The audacity! He grinned and even though he had some frosting on the corners of his mouth he struck a pose. "Been working out. Food, exercise, drinking, you name I do it. Can't get enough. But you knew that, didn't you?" he said in a cutesy voice.
He watched her, really not caring at all about the potential of the mortals hanging around him right now. Even as he tried to send off signals to make them all eat their fill, with Temperance there it evened everything out and was useless right now. Besides, this wasn't a showdown. He'd have to save his best stuff for another time. He didn't even wait for an invite, he sat down and took up much of the bench to make sure no one else could sit there as well. "That's confidential information," he said with a sly smile.