You ordered us a huge breakfast spread from room service and when we start to dig in I'm not sure I'll be able to eat all of mine! Once that first sausage passes my lips I'm overcome with how good it is. I eat more and more and start to become stuffed, my breathing gets labored, I feel like I can't fit another bite... But I can't stop. I have no self-control. I keep stuffing my face until every bit of my food is gone! My eyes wander over to your stack of pancakes and my mouth starts to water. Are you going to finish that?