(Overheard outside the closed bathroom door)

“No, please stop it. I’m full, please stop it.”

“You’re going to take the whole bag. You wanted an NMA, you’re going to get one. Now stop complaining.”

“Please, I can’t take any more. I’m sorry. I learned my lesson.”

“We’re just starting young man. Open up and take it like a big boy.”

“It hurts. No. Please stop. Please take it out.”

“No dice. You wanted an NMA, and you’re going to take an NMA.”