No? I think I'd be more inclined to trust the veggies this place provides than any meat it hands out. Hell knows I'm not squeamish, but I think I'd be a little concerned about what exactly was in it.

[Not that eating humans would actually bother him all that much. Fortunately there is no anything meat in cake, and certainly not in cake that he apparently makes himself out of raw energy. Speaking of which, he uncovers the dish with more flourishes than are at all necessary, then shoves it much less ceremoniously in her direction. It's steak (with chips and two peas, because he's not quite comfortable with voluntarily including vegetables). It wasn't steak before she said that she liked it, but those are the perks of omnipotence.]

Tada. Compliments of the chef, etc.

[Apparently as an afterthought, he snaps some cutlery into existence too, and a lollipop for himself. That being done, he sits himself down on her bed and leans back against the wall, apparently content to just watch. That that might be a bit creepy either doesn't occur to him or doesn't bother him - with angels, either is a pretty strong possibility.]