"No we don't. They met an unfortunate demise via mastication."
Okay, he had zipped through, intent on just cleaning some house when he had smelled food. Only to find they had company. So he had actually dressed out of his robe into a T-shirt and sweats. Super speed totally had advantages.
"Nice to meet you, new person." He put two cans of tomato soup on the counter, helping himself around the kitchen at a sedate, normal pace, and buttering more bread... Because dammit, grilled cheese smelled awesome and was making his stomach rumble.