You drop the fork and sit there for a moment. You can hear Lara in the kitchen, whistling while she opens and closes cabinets, knocks around dishes, opens and closes the refridgerator, and jumbles the silverware. You know what you need to do! You need to get up and leave!

But, taking another glance at the chocolate cake, you can't! You're just too hungry! You pick the fork back up and pull the entire plate on which the cake sets, closer to you. You slide the fork prongs into a random side of the cake, and bring it to your lips. It tastes even more wonderful than before!

Lara comes back from the kitchen with a pizza box in her hand. She places it on another part of the table with a smile. She watches you eat, and you look up at her shyly as you shovel in the chocolate cake. "Ah, look at you," she says, satisfied. "This way, I'm a shoe-in for prom queen."

"What do you mean?" you say through a moutful of food.

"Well, who's ever heard of a fat prom queen? With a few high-caloric ingrediants to the cake your eating, and a little help from a fattening potion from the magic shop, I should have you the size of an elephant in no time."

You put down the fork again, angrily. "Are you crazy? I don't have to eat this! I don't even WANT to eat this!"

Lara winks at you. "But you will."

You know she's right. Your hunger wins over and you sit back down, and continue to gorge.

"I'll get some more food," she says, and saunters out of the room, leaving you to pig out.

Suddenly...