"RAWW!" GP squawks happily, heading over to take the food from Yamato, and then munching on it contentedly.

Joe looks down at what's left of the octopus dumpling he doesn't intend to finish and sighs.

"Here... " he says, picking it up.

GP sees this and shrieks, leaping up onto the table and losing his towel in the process.

"Nah-AH!" Joe scolds, pointing a stern figure at the bird. "Off the table."

GP stops abruptly, turns around and jumps back down to the chair.

Joe is surprised, but doesn't show it. Instead he passes over the food.

"Good," he tells the porg.