[Rex is not used to actually being listened to, not without very obvious hints of irritation, especially since he has the tendency to go on and on and on. His own mother had never cooked all that much, also because mentally, he can't say that she ever really felt like she was there, but that does sound nice.]

Hah! No.

I saw green growin' around the corners of the crust and noped right on outta there. I was totally gonna though. The meat looked so damn rubbery!

[Funny. Rex is really smiling now, the expression almost dorky, goofy in nature. Which is strange, because usually the mention of any tender family moments makes him feel bitter inside.]

I was almost positive you could make a shoe out of it, hey.