" I could do pizza,” I say it slowly, weighing my words. I’m going to regret it later because binging on pizza is a terrible idea with a weigh-in looming; I have to make my weight class or I’m fucked, but if this girl had suggested we eat a steaming pile of dog shit, I’d have gone along and eaten it without protest. "

― Sara Ney , The Learning Hours (How to Date a Douchebag, #3)