"Do you know if it tastes the same for you as it would a human? What about alcohol, is - " He cuts himself off with a slight, rueful shake of his head.

"Sorry. ...We're always cooking for new sorts of people." Many of them tieflings, because so many settlements turn them away. That fiendish heritage also makes a lot of things unpredictable - like what tolerances they may have, how different senses like taste are - and he doesn't have exactly get to quiz devils about this kind of thing.