[In truth, it's hard to stop once he's started and eventually he does get up to grab a real plate to load it with food instead of picking at it and double-dipping. It's mostly out of sheer laziness though, finding it easier to eat off of a plate instead of hovering over each dish whenever he wants to switch. As he sits back and near the counter he's balancing the plate in his hand as he eats, eyes watching the imps closely with unabashed curiosity. He has an imp or two that will follow his directions, but for the most part they still like to take his bot pieces and hide them from him instead.]

Only instead of broomsticks you've got these guys and cooking utensils? I could believe it. [All said around a mouthful of chicken. Swallowing, he reaches forward to poke the little imp with the handle of his fork to stop him from cracking too many eggs. Just because he doesn't bake much himself doesn't mean he doesn't know recipes by heart.] You can thank Max for delaying me. I'm still trying to get him to forgive me for taking him on all of these trips to places he doesn't wanna go.

[With assurance that the imp is taken care of, Hiro's moved on to watching Loki instead to make sure everything falls into place. He slows his chewing though as a thought occurs to him.] ...I didn't really interrupt something, right? [Other than Loki carving into a box, he means.]