"I have too, or your sister and the rest of them would kick my arse from here to Sunday." Quidditch practice worked off calories, but laziness and binging was not tolerated.
Bomba watched him eat expectantly, grinning when he opened his eyes. "I know, I'm simply brilliant." She teased. "Best burgers in the area, I swear." She savored the cayenne fries, cutting the heat with the homemade ketchup, humming with content.