I dunno. I used to think that about Bagel Bites, too, and then I made myself sick when I ate like, thirty...

[ stiles takes a breath, trying to force his heartbeat back down - he'd worked himself up into nerves again when he was taking the food from the oven. he leans back onto the couch, grabbing hastily at one of the pizza rolls - not even thinking about the fact that they'd barely had a minute to cool yet - and squeezes it a little too hard. it sprays filling across his hand and he yelps, trying to fling it off. ]

Christ, they're filled with molten lava!