Uhm, Henry?  We have a problem.

[gestures at himself]

A big problem.

[ooc:  B-b-b-bodyswitched with Henry!  All replies will be during night hours, of course.]

Why the hell is there so much food in my apartment?  The smell alone is making me nauseous.  Is that leftover macaroni and cheese?  God, I'm gonna be sick.

I'm going out for a bite.