[Egon blinks, tapping his pencil against the clipboard.]

Yes. Food is nutrition, is it not?

[Faraday tilts her head to the side, carefully approaching the Arcanine. She makes a creaking noise and flexes her claws, as if asking if she can pet the Floof.

Egon, meanwhile, is completely oblivious to this and flips through his clipboard.]

I have a few inquiries about the quality of food, the taste, and perceived contents. Do you mind participating in the study?