[Vinnie barely spared Bulba a glance, he was just so... hypnotized by the spread on the table. Sorry about that, it was kinda rude. The smell of hot food was overpowering every single one of his senses - so strong he could taste it on his tongue. Saliva was pooling in his mouth at the thought of just desperately devouring everything on the table in an attempt to quell the emptiness inside him.

He stood there for a long, awkward moment, just staring. Even his mouth hung open a little. Decorum stated that he at least say, thank you, or something, but for some reason the words couldn't make it past his throat.

Slowly, Vinnie shambled over to the table and all but collapsed on the chair. His tail was dragging along the floor, no energy for lift but still limply trying to make some semblance of a wagging motion. It was really like a languid, side-to-side shuffle though. One shaky hand reached out to grab a burger and...

then he started inhaling everything.]