As far as euphemisms go, that was spot on little dude. He'd have given him a thumbs up, but at that moment the light changed and he was too focused on flooring it. Gotta keep both hands on the wheel when you're speeding, after all. "Yeah, but the thing with my meat is it doesn't like to be packaged." He was about to ask 'how'd it taste', but he realized that given the current subject, it would sound really badly timed, so he just... trails off.