Roxas would not even try to win against Joe. Not that his friend was a giant pig or anything, but, well...just look at the size of their waffle servings. As far as he was concerned, Joe had already won.

"I don't think so. There was one guy who had something like a waffle mountain, but it was mostly toppings." He craned his neck, trying to catch sight of him again, but the place was too crowded for that.

"Do you think the pharmacies are going to sell a lot of Pepto later?"