Shawn made a short, squealy noise in the back of his throat and quickly shook his head.

"Actually, I can't. While I'd be happy to help out, I'm already missing one because I donated the other to charity. Saved the life of an unfortunate Labradoodle who would look at you with the saddest eyes."

Right. Organs.

"Look, man, here's the thing - just in case that wasn't obvious - I really don't want you to eat me. Is there room for negotiation here? I'm sure a dude in a loose shirt and a dude in... loose skin... parts can work out a compromise for sure..."