[He's just... going to keep laughing quietly a bit, but without taking a bite from his taco this time. Dying via choking on a taco would be so undignified, and Riley would likely laugh him out of the afterlife if that happened.]

Uh-huh, okay. We'll have to see how that goes, in case we have another sleepover.

[He accepts the napkin, wiping his mouth.] I'll see what I can do about a recipe for more pancakes, but man, a guy's got to eat even if he's the one making breakfast. You have to learn how to share.