"Good God, she can eat," Dan exclaimed, watching Lilith devour her sixth pizza with all the available topping. Lilith didn't care if it was meat or veggies, as long as it was food it would do.
Dan wasn't in the mood to fire up the outdoor pizza oven. It was too much work for his drunk ass. So, Pam and Mary were baking pizza in the kitchen oven. They had to have pizza for dinner because their cute little guest wanted to have pizza.
"Guys, what's it like her fourth or fifth pizza? Is it okay for her to eat that much?" Alwin asked in concern. After all, one pizza was enough to fill the stomach of an average adult, but Lilith was a kid and she had eaten about four or five of them.
"Relax, Al. She is a foodie. She reminds me of Lyra when she was her age. She too would never be full," Mary reminisced, seeing her daughter in Lilith.
"Yeah," Alwin agreed with his wife. Interestingly, Lilith's appetite was normalized in his mind, and no longer cared about it.
