"Thank you!" It's half faked, but, like they say...

There's a perfectly serviceable bottle opener next to the beer. But she won't complain, he didn't use his teeth, so he's already doing better than pretty much everyone at that one frat party she went to once. "My thinking exactly." She adds a spoonful of the chili sauce to his bowl and mixes it in before handing it over. "Help yourself to whatever toppings you like, and I hope you enjoy it."