"Jeezus Cora!" Harvey had the good grace to look mildly horrified by that thought, "Don't even joke. I'd shi- I'd crap myself if that were true."
He scratched his jaw and eyed the older she-wolf off, expression reproachful. Somewhere in the house, a playful scuffle started, loud enough to be heard in the kitchen.
"Maybe I oughta get goin'," he said dodgily, rising from his seat to make a quick escape, "Uh, thanks fer the sandwich, though! Yer a peach."