So we went to Joe Cool's and I turned into a glutton; I never eat like this and so I was going to indulge. I got a chili dog, garlic fries, and a large ICEE. Michael had an enormous plate of nachos, which he shared with me. We talked about my job, his kids, and other random things. I apologized for eating so much, but he winked at me and told me he loved a woman with a healthy appetite. It made me feel good, because I enjoyed watching men eat as well. Watching Michael devour his nachos appealed to me in a really sinful way.