Was this guy serious? Topher would have looked around for cameras, except he'd be more surprised not to find any than to see them flying around like mosquitos.

"Death by chocolate? I don't really pay too much attention to the fancy names when I'm in a carb mood." He nodded to the silverware that laid next to the guy's arm on the table. "Join in, I promise you don't get diabetes from one bite of heaven; usually it takes, like, three."