April's turn came next and Mark winced when he heard April's shriek. Napoleon looked toward the British agent.

"Think the doctor should have warmed up his stethoscope first?"

Mark shook his head.

"Pretty sure that was due to a scale, not a stethoscope. April's been complaining about gaining weight."

"Poor April."

"Poor April? Poor me! Do you have any idea what I'll be going through until she loses every single extra ounce? I'll be smelling cottage cheese and tuna fish for days. And get glared at for every bite I put in my own mouth."