[Generally, Peter is more fond of booze than food, often skipping meals altogether. That habit has changed some here, with the appalling lack of good alcohol in this decade. He tells himself he's growing as a person, being healthier by eating more. Really he's just trying to indulge in something, since creature comforts are so far in between, here.
The smoking hot chef making the food doesn't hurt either, even if he rarely seems talkative when Peter's gone up for his food.]
Thanks. [He winks saucily at Ned as he takes his bowl this morning, testing. Peter usually finds he can tell a lot about a person by how they respond to his flirting.] Did you put something sweet in it for me?