[That's. Hm. Egon doesn't quite know what to say to that, though he does cast a worried look towards Faraday. Faraday makes a small noise and tilts her head forward, encouraging him to say something.

Maybe he should...talk about something other than aliens. For the sake of both of them. He can't help but shake the feeling he's heard of something similar to what Newt is describing. He clears his throat, rubbing the back of his neck.]

Let's focus on something else for now.

Um--now, when you arrived in this dimension, what would you say was your first encounter with unfamiliar food, if any?