Surprisingly No Blowback

I get this pizza delivery to a duplex around 9 PM. This guy answers in a tank top, no shoes, and has clearly had a couple of drinks. I hand him the box, and he looks at me dead serious and goes:

Customer: “How do I know this is fresh?”

Me: “It just came out of the oven.”

Customer: *Shaking his head.* “You might be lying. You could’ve had this in your car for hours.”

Before I can respond, he tells me:

Customer: “Hold it up. I want to see the steam.”

It’s dark, we’re outside, and now I’m lifting a pizza box toward the porch light. He stares at it, squints, and then goes:

Customer: “Hmm… blow on it.”

I was caught off guard, so I just… did it. I blew into the box. He finally nods and says:

Customer: “Alright. I’ll allow it.”

He hands me the cash. No tip either after all that.