"Feed them to me?"

Crowley's eyes widened slightly and he looked nervously at the angel. As much as he would enjoy being hand fed by Aziraphale, he didn't think that it would really be a good idea. He tried to respond casually.

"Nah, that's okay. I think I can manage. It'd be a big help if you'd take the wrappers off for me though. You sure you don't want this last roast beef one? You could probably use the protein..."