Yeah. Ever heard of rocky mountain oysters? That's not even the weirdest delicacy.

[Not that a normal introductory conversation ever included served bull testicles but the fact remained. This was human flesh, human meat, and he knew that the shit was coming out of the walls but to serve it to patrons makes it a whole different ballgame.]

I guess you're right. So maybe we're next on the menu.

[It's a halfway absent thought that comes to mind because if he was on the chopping block, he wasn't going without a fight. He had two guns and enough experience to stay gone if he had to. Even here.]