"Can't, I have to be on them for another 12 weeks," James says looking at his watch.
You run a few calculations in your head and by the time those 12 weeks are done James will be closing in on 400 pounds.
"Here's your order," says the waitress setting down your tray of food.
"Thank you," you smile and as soon as she's out of ear reach you look back over at James and exclaim," Holy shit man! You're going to be huge by the time this trail is over!"
"I know," James says with a bit of shame in his voice," I know how much weight these pills are making me put on and how much I might weigh when it's done.."
"But..?" you ask.
"But.. I just can't help myself. I can't seem to stop myself from eating or enjoying my growing body," James says munching down a handful of your fries," I know all the kids at school are going to make fun of me. I'm going to have an impossible time finding clothes that fit and I just can't seem to stop myself."
By this time James has down your whole fry order.

What should you do?