Eye to eye, still using the honey and roses tone, Xel snarls, "Food does not happen without someone's hard work. Even if you don't see the work happen. It does not drop out of the sky, you do not find it under rocks unless you think bugs are tasty. Every bite you eat has been jointly created by someone's imagination and someone's labor and someone's dexterity and the pain and death of its ingredients, and if you don't appreciate that you don't deserve to eat."*
"Not fast enough," he says with absolute certainty, and a faint smile that isn't in the least bit reassuring.
"Good, good, last time for tonight," Xel tells him, sipping. "But try not to use your hands too much: tomorrow you'll have to carry the other two plates on your palms."
* Xel is being very Japanese here, with the whole Itadakimasu['I humbly/gratefully receive'] idea, but they do say that in his show, and since he takes cooking seriously (in his way), he's getting a little, er, intense about it...