No, no, no, no.
You reach in, grab a slice of fucking pizza and start eating it as you walk away.
And why is there no Pepperoni at the very least on that pie?
If there is any left you throw the box in the fridge until an hour later and I come back through for round 2. If there is STILL pizza left in the box after that it will be gone as soon as I wake up because I fucking love cold pizza and hot coffee for breakfast.
I’m here to tell you though that it pisses The Wifely Unit off every fucking time I grab pizza and don’t use a paper plate or snag a paper towel at the very least on my way out of the kitchen.
Happens at least once a week, you would think she would figure it out by now.