SCENE: It is before dinner. I am eating some crispy fried onions directly from the jar.
STEVE: Jesus, do you have pica?
ME: They're food!
STEVE: No. They aren't. It's like you're eating paint chips. Let me make you some toast instead.
ME: What a good idea. Okay.
STEVE: Would you like some butter or some almond butter?
ME: Butter and marmite and almond butter.
STEVE: And olives! And jalapeños!
ME: And paint chips.