Oh, it's going to be a garlic, olive loaf. Just need to get some good kneading in there. before I add in the olives and let it rise.

[ He looks at the tin curiously. Then his brows furrow. Oh, someone he remembers that episode. Which, despite it being The Doctor offering them, makes him instantly suspicious of them. ]

Nanogenes? Doctor, are there really enough of my kind for them to operate appropriately. I don't want them turning Azirapahle into me or vice versa. I'm not here for a miniature reenactment of "Are you my mummy?"