Toot-toot couldn't help but sit up a little straighter, his chest puffed out a little prouder at the praise. He looked from Harry to Lorne and back again, his eyes wide. Mozzarella was good on pizza, it wouldn't be terrible on pizza.
"Can we, Harry?" He glanced over at the stage, then back at the wizard. He was fully prepared to sing for his supper if he had to.