College trotted into the kitchen after Adonis and listened attentively to his options. "That's better than a keg and twenty cups of cardboard noodles rolled in salt and fat." He said, listing the actual contents of his dorm at the moment. He strode confidently up to Adonis and put his arms around the older god's waist, setting his chin on his shoulder to peer into the fridge. "Pork it is. Let's celebrate." He said, and nipped lightly at Adonis' earlobe.