Dean winced. "I could eat. I keep getting told I'm still a growing boy by my mother, but I think that'd continue until I became a literal ball so I half ignore it. Not sure the chilli mix up is going to be the best, but I'll deal." Technically Dean had eaten lunch but it was a rushed sandwich in the safe-to-leave-the-cauldron break.
"That sounds like my sort of cock up, though. Impressive." He sipped his tea and sighed happily.
"So apart from the stroganoff issue how's it going? Many takers on the free drinks yet?"