Yeah, don't mention it.

[ Joel clears the rest of the greasy residue off on his flannel shirt with a screwed-up face. He's not interested in any of the handouts, not unless his hunger gets worse, and only after he does the light recon work of watching other people for any strange side effects. ]

Oh, do I? Saying thank you and then insulting the guy forking over the free meal in the same breath ain't cordial.