Don't act so surprised, dude, you've got this weird aura about you. [ He makes a noncommittal gesture with his right hand, waving in Derek's general direction and making an overly exaggerated face at the thought. ] Like the I drive an expensive car and frown at small children just to terrify them kind of thing.

[ But his expression belies that he obviously knows that isn't true. Stiles grins at him and hitches the pile of tupperware in his arms up a little so he doesn't drop it and turns back towards the table, flashing a grin at Derek. ] So what'd you bring, Mister-I-Have-My-Own-Cooking-Youtube-Channel? I'm expecting to be impressed.