Angel pulled a hard shelled taco from the bag wrapped in wax paper. "We could get a dog. I mean the lease says no pets but if it's for security then that's completely different, isn't it? I mean it's not as if there's an evil law firm here to blow the place up so a dog shouldn't be that big of a deal..."
Angel pulled back the paper and looked slightly tentative before taking a bite. He chew thoughtfully. Spicy Mexican goodness assaulted his mouth and he brightened considerably.
"MMM. Mmmmm."
Chew! Chew! Chew! Swallow.
"Now this is good."
If he looked like he'd never eaten a taco before it was because he hadn't.