Daryl, Rick, Michonne, Judith, and Negan were all seated around a table at Alexandria, eating some pizza.
Daryl finished his slice of pepperoni and was still hungry. He looked around, making sure everyone was distracted before he sneakily started reaching for Judith's plate.
"Hey!" Judith yelled, seeing Daryl trying to take her pizza, "Mom, Daryl's trying to take my food!"
"No, I wasn't, she's a liar!" Daryl said, quickly sitting back in his seat. "I don't even want anymore, I'm full."
"Daryl, stop taking people's food and get your own," Rick said in annoyance. "We have two more boxes over there," he said, gesturing over at the counter. "Help yourself."
Daryl got up from his chair and wandered over to the counter, opening the first box. There was only one slice left, so he grabbed it and started scarfing it down.
"Hey, don't eat the rest, Daryl, I still want more!" Negan yelled, banging his fist on the table for dramatic effect. "And fuck you for taking Judith's food!"
Daryl flipped him off and opened the second box. Empty. He sighed and trudged over to the fridge, taking out a beer and heading back to the table.
He sat down and opened his beer and took a swig, watching everyone talk and laugh. He kept sneaking glances over at Negan's plate, which still had two pieces left to be eaten.
He waited a few seconds, then slowly reached over and snatched a piece, hurriedly biting into it.
Negan picked up the last piece on his plate. Then he looked down at it. "Wait...what the fuck...WHO ATE MY PIZZA?!"
Daryl quickly stuffed the rest of the slice into his mouth as Negan stood up.
"Negan, sit down, and stop trying to start drama," Michonne said sternly, "We are TRYING to have a nice dinner!"
"FUCK that shit, I wanna know who's eating my delicious pizza!" Negan yelled, his face turning red and reminding Daryl of Tabasco hot sauce.
Negan saw Daryl still chewing, and got angrier. "I KNEW you'd try to steal my pizza, you greasy fuck!" He yelled, slamming his silverware down on the table. "When I get my hands on you you'll look worse than a chimpanzee's asshole! Now GIMME MY GODDAMN PIZZA, DARYL!"
"I don't know what you're talking about, this is my pizza," Daryl lied, swallowing what he had in his mouth. He took another swig of his beer. "And it's all gone, anyway. You ain't getting any more."
"Negan, calm down, I won't tell you again," Rick said sternly. "Daryl, go out and get more pizza for Negan, since you ate his slice. This conversation is done."
Daryl smirked and winked at Negan slyly.
Negan's face turned even redder, and Daryl could almost see smoke coming out of his ears.
"THAT FUCKER JUST WINKED AT ME!" Negan yelled angrily, picking up his chair and throwing it out the front door. It landed in the street, smashing into a million pieces on the concrete. "You don't wanna know what I do to people who wink at me!"
Sensing a conflict brewing, Daryl quickly finished the rest of his beer and got up from the table, hurrying out the door towards the pizza place down the street.