Holy hell, you must really like me if you're willing to look past anchovies and pineapple on pizza, you crazy idiot.

[He's the one grinning like a crazy idiot, though. He's been struck with puppy love like a teenager, he'll be doodling 'Mr. Bucky Rogers' onto notebooks surrounded by hearts any moment now.]

Barbecue anything and a lot of peppers, that's the key to a good pizza, and I'm hungry enough for a whole one. Besides, if I don't eat it all, I can eat it tomorrow for breakfast.