"Rival chili philosophies! I like it!"

Miller is more intent on toppings this time, just in case he needs to save face. He's no Norse god. Or Norse gods just can't handle spicy food? Who knows. Either way, the chili gets a handful of cheese and sour cream to hedge his bets. He gives it a stir and a taste.

"Wow," he says hoarsely. He clears his throat and tries not to swig his beer too quickly. "Not foolin' around are you?"