Chandler ate one breadstick after the other as Jake gave Chandler the warmest of hospitalities. He seemed to be pushing Chandler to eating more, Jake sure seemed to like have Chandler eat, with the all the gifts he had given him and now having Chandler help himself to breadsticks, but Chandler wasn't complaining after all everything that Jake had given him was so good.
*SNAP* Both Jake and Chandler heard something snap. Chandler looked down in a panic knowing exactly what that was he saw that his belt had snapped in half. His belly surging out and pressed up against his shirt. Chandler then looked up to look at Jake. "I'm sorry my belt just snapped" Chandler said blushing.
Jake laughed. "Chandler its fine it just means that you're eating well and of course a man needs to eat after all" Jake cradled his own gut. "I can tell you I've broken many belts of my own, and I assure you I probably won't stop breaking them anytime soon as well" Jake chuckled. "Please enjoy yourself you have nothing to worry about"
Chandler smiled, taking in his boss's charisma. Just being around him made him feel comfortable. He was glad that the two of them were getting along.
Jake proceeded to look at the menu. "Ah Chicken Parmesan, my family's signature dish we should both have it! Its the best thing that you'll ever taste!"
"Well with a recommendation like that how can I say no!" Chandler rubbed his slightly bloated gut, he knew he was getting full but he couldn't say no to Jake, after such generosity, he would just have to endure it.
Jake called over the waitress and ordered the both of them the chicken parmesan, "Ah just watching you eat has even given me an appetite!: Jake said.
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