All right, Meg understands food preferences and dislikes, but one would think bread had personally offended his mother from the way he's talking. She blinks a couple of times listening to him, mostly because she doesn't know what to interject with until he asks what carbs are.

"I don't know, but it contains them. Or so I've heard." She pulls another piece off, chewing it experimentally. "Most of what I'm tasting is sugar."