That was quicker than expected, but only slightly. So, I was taking my daughter to a museum this weekend. I had to co-ordinate with her mother because we're not together and I was getting some grief because she had decided to join weight watchers (about 100 lbs too late) and was having her first meeting Sunday morning. Eventually we were able to work out a schedule and I had a great day with my daughter. On our way home, this former female human texted my daughter to get her to ask me if I can buy her mother a pizza on the way home. Less than 8 hours, that's how long she can keep from stuffing her maw with junk food.