"You sure you want to ask me given my smell and my way of dealing with bad food?"

He lifted his bowl up to swallow the rest of the sludge that was stew and set it down to let out an enormous belch. If nothing else he was at least very self aware of the fact that his standards were horrible low compared to...everyone else.

"You'd be better off asking someone who doesn't smell like me honestly. One of my favorite foods is lutefisk."