*You enter Alvina's chamber in the morning and see her laying on the floor surrounded by dirty cake pans. She's gotten very fat. She regards you with tired eyes as she lays there panting.* "I was up all night eating cake." *She tries to roll over and burps instead. A line a drool runs down the corner of her chubby, frosting-caked mouth.* "A thousand... I made it to a thousand... You could never..." *She promptly falls asleep, hands rested on her enormous gut. Her snoring fills the room like a lumber mill.*