You return to your apartment, unlocking the door to find your girlfriend, Kim, lazing on the couch, an empty tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream sat on the coffee table.

She asked you to go pickup a pizza. As much as you warned her not to get into her ice cream and ruin her appetite, it seems she's defied you again. But she still perks up, always having room these days.

Hey dearie! Is that the pizza?

She hardly seems any full from the gallon of ice cream she put away. You can see her tee shirt beginning to rise. Whether from the mint chocolate chip or another she gained another pound. Probably both.

Smells great! I'll get some soda ready!