Roast

"You should ask yourself that, how am I supposed to know?" Turning towards him, Ellie added, "I know you are worried about dad but don't worry, I think he likes you already." 

"About that, don't you think it was a bit strange?" he inquired. 

"What is strange?" 

"The way your father behaved, don't you think it's strange?" Without waiting for her reply, he explained further, "Like he seemed to be really very reluctant about me in the morning but now—" 

Snuggling closer, she sighed, "He was placing food in your plate honey, that is a good sign." 

Caressing her back, he nodded his head, "Uh huh, pigs are fed too before they are chopped and turned into a delicious roast." 

"Babe, are you trying to say that my dad will murder you and then eat you up?" Placing her chin on his chest, she chuckled. "Hmm Sebastian roast doesn't sound that bad." 

"Seriously, are you planning to support me or make me more nervous?"