"Oh, if you want to get into it on pizzas, that's a completely different ball game." She's pegged him correctly (ha) he is the biggest damn food nerd. Which is kind of sad if you really think about it because his master, a vampire, can't eat or even taste food.

"We don't... go to Chicago much." Because that territory is owned by another vampire who his master has an unstable relationship with and Max gets nervous just thinking about her. His hand slips to the back of his neck, rubbing nervously at an old scar that rests there.

"Well, yeah. A hot dog is street food. So is a corn dog. But I can absolutely class-up some coconut shrimp. It's not about taking away the sweetness, it's about finding the right balance of sweet. You can do that with more than sugar. You can use better breading that has sweetness in it too. That way you can actually taste the shrimp under it."