He doesn't know the strange woman who, suddenly standing beside him, was suggesting he chow down on a fried snickers bar with her, but David does visibly cringe at the entire idea of it. Hell, it's even more obvious that he's judgemental of the idea given he still doesn't have glasses to cover up the way distaste bunches around his eyes in particular. But he tries to play it cool.

"I have too many medical degrees to consent to something that bad in my body."