Lance was definitely being dramatic. He could own that. It just wasn't going to make a difference at all. "I mean, you hardly do! I'm a growing boy, Hunk. I need lots of sustenance!" He grinned as he darted away, not wanting to get his butt kicked for being a smartass.
"I'll go tell Keith when dinner'll be ready. You're the best!" Lance left the room just as quick, before Hunk could say anything or stop him or comment. Commenting would have been less fun.