"I'm not sure most of what I've done is really dinner table appropriate," Hannibal said, scratching the back of his head as he thought that over. "Most of my fucked up moments involve shit like vampires and murder and which condiment is the best condiment to include with oral sex."

Come to think of it, maybe that last one was actually dinner table appropriate since it had to do with food in a way.

"And sure, you can come whenever you want. Or if you're feeling bored come find me and we'll hunt or visit that magic cave thing those kids found."