[She's about halfway through a danish when a voice snaps her out of her fixed state.]

Wh...

[Swallowing, Sally immediately puts down the remainder of the pastry, backing up a step from the refreshment table. It hits her all at once, how incredibly, sickeningly full she is--and if she could turn green, she would be.]

Oh, oh god. I don't...I don't know why I was...

[And even worse than the overstuffed pain in her stomach is the absolute sting of embarrassment. Her whole face colors bright red.]

That was--I'm disgusting, I'm sorry. Really, that's not normal. For me, I mean. Or in general, I guess.