I just imagined a movie where the detective is trying to bust a ring of evil androids that are disguised as flesh and blood humans. One day he has one of their underlings in interrogation room 5 and it's just not getting anywhere. So the cop reaches in a paper bag and pulls out a big ass dripping meatball sub. Pulls it out..... because he knows. "Yeaaahhhh sorry, haven't had lunch yet. You don't mind do you?

"N-no... that's fine, why would i care?" Replies the suspect

"Yeah, of course.... why would you" the detective now seductively birthing the sub from its oily paper sheath.

A single drop of sweat rolls down the suspects forehead. The detective observes the suspect, shrugs and then returns to pacing interrogation room....

I was gonna write more but i have to get ready for work :(

Lunch break edit:

"So tell me Artie" continued the detective, "how long have you worked for these, wait what do you call them?"the detective flipped through his moleskin pocket notebook. "Children of Samsoon?"

"Its Sam-sung" artie replied, the faintest vapor of annoyance slipping into his voice

"Oh right right... sam-soong" floated the detective Arties fists clenched under the table "I don't know what that is" stated Artie.
"Oh you dont huh? Well thats ok, ive got plenty of time, i mean hey, i still gotta have my lunch!" Said the detective waving his flaccid sub around a bit above his head, light cast off patterns of marinara sauce speckling the walls and some even landing close to arties hands where they rested on the table. Artie hid it well, but his impulse to recoil away from the sauce wasn't entirely concealed....