Jake was too stunned for a moment to respond, and then he shook his head. "You're right, I'm sorry Adina. But...Honestly!" Jake gestured towards her lunch, unable to even call it food. "You're going to get diabetes or rot all your teeth!"
He squatted near her, "Splurge yes...but that's not food at all! You'll get sick!" He wanted to ask her questions, demand how she took care of herself, but didn't. After all...he tried not to yell at Leon for being a boozehound. And often failed. "This is your only 'splurge' for the day, right?"