Of course they'd considered that, and Newt fixes Chuck with an affronted look because they're not stupid. Still... "It was bacon," he argues, shrugging a shoulder as if that explains everything. "What are we gonna do, not eat the bacon? Come on, man. 'Sides, I figure since I haven't had the craving for human flesh since then, we probably had it wrong, anyway."

Even if they'd been right, what's done is done. They're not cannibal fodder so whatever, everything's totally fine. Except for the victims, if there are any. R.I.P. them and hopefully, they hadn't been in the bacon.

"Anyway, suit yourself, I just thought free breakfast was the kind of allure everyone could appreciate."

The Crentist receptionist comes back toward them then, smiling way bigger than Newt's comfortable with, though he has to admit the guy's got a great set of teeth. "Okay! We're ready for you, Mr. Hansen, fixing up a chipped tooth today? And you're comin' right up, Mr. Geiszler, don't worry, we've got the gas all ready for you! Ha ha. Just kidding, it's just a tooth cleaning for you. But you can have the gas if you want it."