"Darling," said Ignis, with a sigh that indicated his word choice was attempting to be magnanimous, "do you really want me to break down for you all the reasons why, if more dancing is what you wish to do, why several pieces of cheesecake in lieu of a proper lunch is actually an exact detriment to that goal?"

And you know what? He knew who he was talking to, so he was going to tell her, in great and exhaustive detail, while his chopping of vegetables almost became pointed.

"So unless you plan on leaving your dance partner thoroughly unimpressed with your lethargy and torpor, might I suggest a more balance and efficient method in which to satiate that hunger?"