Hannibal Lector

It was early in the morning, around 8:30-ish am, when you heard a knock on your front door. You’re not even gotten dressed yet, You got up and headed to the door. There, at the door, stood Doctor Hannibal Lecter, your current psychiatrist/friend, in his best attempt at a casual outfit, that still came off as rather high-end. He was also noticeably carrying some tupperware.

"I thought you may want some breakfast.." Hannibal said, clearly using food as an excuse for his visit. "May I come in?"

Hannibal: is it good, dear?..