Sooner than he knew it, Elsie made a successful recovery but still needed to stay at the hospital a while longer. Now Ringo had some money to spend on something special for her, as well as a certain chubby baker boy he had to thank for paying the bills. "I bet he'd love this, oh! The reservation is for six, hope I got something nice enough to wear for that night." He thought as he looked through his closet.

He had his best rings out on the counter, but a suit was still nowhere to be seen. Not one good enough for a fancy restaurant anyways. "This one's too big, and this here has a bunch of ketchup stains. Ooh, I don't have anything for the occasion! Maybe John has something I can borrow."

On his way to the bakery, he noticed a new thrift shop just a block over. "Two new buildings in one week? Wow, business booms real fast these years." Ringo smirked as he entered. Soft, gospel music played as he entered and lucky for him, a rack full of clean suits and ties were in front.

"Oh! This red one is perfect!" He exclaimed, picking it up. "And only three and a half pounds? That's quite a deal, I wonder why everything is so cheap nowadays?"

Picking up the red suit and a matching red tie, Ringo brought it over to the cash register. "Something for a date?" The owner smiled.

"Oh you bet! At a lovely restaurant with the best sweets in town, well second best compared to the Chocolate Hoglet."

"You mean that bakery that opened just a few days ago? That seems like a very interesting place."

"You ought to try it out sometime, it's all so good for such low prices. I don't think I got your name sir."

"Oh I'm Paul McCartney, I live for giving to those in need." He smiled, watching as Ringo left. "Aha, I found you Gluttony."

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"Oh Richie, this is a wonderful surprise! I never got to eat out ever before. I just loved my own cooking too much." John grinned with glee, he was in a dark green suit that just barely fit over his round belly. "I wonder if they have anything deep fried here."

"You sure love to eat, sure smells good here. First we better order appetizers, oh! The garlic breadsticks sure sound good, but so does the olive bread with toasted sesame seeds on top."

"How about we get both then? I can handle plenty of grub." John offered, pooching out his belly for emphasis. "I'll have me fish and chips, shrimp pasta with rose sauce, with a side of shallot filled mashed potatoes balls and wild rice."

"That much huh? Well good thing couples eat half price tonight. I'll just have some stuffed mushrooms and a Greek salad on the side. I had a few of your croissants before we came, I couldn't help myself to them."

John just chuckled as they ordered their food, along with their drinks. What they didn't know was that someone was watching them, one of the waiters that is. "Looks like someone has been influenced already, he won't be happy to hear this."

"Oi! Waiter! We need a refill on bread." John called.

"John that was the third bread basket you plowed through. Won't you be too stuffed for our main course?"

"I've eaten way more than this." He grinned, pulling Ringo into a bear hug. "So anyways Mr.. Uuh."

"George, George Harrison. And I'll get you your bread along with your orders." But afterwards he snuck into the bathroom and opened up his cross, revealing a hologram of his partner, Paul. "It's definitely Gluttony, even in a human disguise I'd recognize that paunch anywhere."

"I checked out that bakery and it was definitely owned by him. He's possibly tainting the food to be addictive to humans, that human he has with him might be his partner in crime. We need to get him out of the picture first, that way John won't have any help for his plan to send everyone here to hell."

"Alright, I'll keep a big eye on that guy for sure. You can count on me to make sure they never do anything sinful." George grinned, watching the two having their meal.

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"I think you're starting to influence my appetite.." Ringo moaned, stroking his now red and swollen belly. "I never eaten this much before."

"Aye, you had only a teaspoon compared to my empty plates." He purred, unbuttoning his jacket to show off his soft, fleshy belly. "Hope you're not too stuffed for pudding. I'll have the chocolate flan with whipped cream on top."

"Oooh.. I think I'll just have a cup of espresso, I'm too full for anything."

Of course that didn't last long, with how good the flan looked. "I guess a few spoonfuls wouldn't hurt."

Smiling, John spoon fed him the remaining flan. "Good huh? We should come back here sometime again soon!" He exclaimed, getting up to pay the bill.

"Oh! I was hoping to pay, since it's my treat."

"Hmm, how's about we pay together?"

And so it was settled, they split the bill and made their way out. "You gave me a lovely treat at this restaurant, it's only fair I let you stay at my home."

"It was a nice place, tomorrow I'd like to take you to see my place." Ringo couldn't help but find the plump man cute, his adorable waddle, his plump face that lit up whenever he smiled and that's not even getting into his soft, plush belly. "I hope your bed is strong enough for me."

"I bet it could handle both of us. C'mon in."

Of course, they were oblivious to the four glowing eyes watching their every move.