[Papyrus dodges the food question, partly to buy time for the narrator to decide, partly so Sans doesn't get too invested in the idea of it and snag it before Papyrus can make a second share.]
No, not yet. It's only been a few hours... I think. And I'm not that fast!
[He remembers getting supplies for some degree of redecorating. Paint, but mostly deck supplies with which to build a deck and hopefully win the approval of some of the neighbors... But he doesn't see any freshly built deck or supplies thereof around. It seems like a fresh house, except for all the family photos.]
Funny story, I never bothered deciding what he was eating.
No, not yet. It's only been a few hours... I think. And I'm not that fast!
[He remembers getting supplies for some degree of redecorating. Paint, but mostly deck supplies with which to build a deck and hopefully win the approval of some of the neighbors... But he doesn't see any freshly built deck or supplies thereof around. It seems like a fresh house, except for all the family photos.]