That night Danny flew to the Nasty Burger. He got stuck in the door for a few seconds before just phasing through it. He walked up to the counter to place his order.

"Hello, our most valued customer! What would you like today?" The girl at the counter said.

"I'll have forty Nasty burgers, forty mega-large Nasty fries, and thirty chocolate milkshakes." Danny said.

"Any desert to go with that?" the girl said.

"Yeah, give me thirty-five Nasty apple pies." Danny said.

"Okay, if you would just take your seat, we'll bring you your order in just a few minutes." the girl said.

Danny took his seat, and a few minutes later the girl brought out his food. A giant pile of burgers, many boxes of fries, and many chocolate milkshakes. Danny just dug in, practically inhaling his food. He would stuff two or three burgers in his mouth, then down two boxes of fries at the same time, and then he would drink an entire chocolate milkshake in one sip. (his ice powers prevented him from getting brain freeze.)

After about an hour of eating, Danny was finished. He had gained exactly 150 pounds from just one meal. Danny looked down at his stomach, and then poked it, feeling it jiggle for an entire ten seconds.

"I don't know why people are so obsessed with fitness." Danny said. "Being fat is awesome!"

Danny then laid his money on the table (including a tip for the girl who brought him the food.), looked around to make sure nobody was looking, and then went ghost and flew back home.

<b>What shall happen next?</b>