Well, César might try to feed him anyway. Food is fun to share. And he can take home some hot sauce for Angel.

"Maybe a little—but my girls are good, and I make sure to stick close so nothing goes sideways." César laughs warmly and brings the bag to his face to sniff at it deeply. "... Mmm, that smell never gets old. Can't wait to share some with Magne tomorrow morning. ... you know, I'm trying to cultivate some caffeine of my own. Have you heard of yerba mate?"