Alright, that gets an amused snort out of Ford - he feels he ought to congratulate Stan for always knowing exactly what to say to cheer him up when he's feeling down, but there's really no way to say something like that without inviting an awkward silence to swoop in and make things uncomfortable.

Instead, Ford simply shakes his head at his incorrigible brother and tries (without sucess) to hide a smile.

"You're really not going to let go of the food thing, are you?" He asks wryly they leave the diner and step out into the brisk winter air. "I'll admit I've lost some weight, but not enough to necessitate you being let anywhere near the stove."