"I know what you're thinking," Hog Henry says, "You're thinking - how soon can we eat?"
"Yeah," replies Matt slowly. All at once he hears a gurgle coming from Percy.
"Hey, lunch time, waddaya know?" says Percy. "I hear the lunch signal! Let's go!"
"Lunch signal?" Matt asks Hog Henry quietly.
"That's what we call a stomach gurgle here at OSB," replies Hog. "Percy's is legendary for always being on time." Henry's own generous gut choses that moment to rumble. "Not that mine is much off time," he adds, rubbing his fat middle appreciatively.
Percy stuck his key into the elevator call button, and the door opened instantly. "Crowd in boys," he said jovially, and as Matt got on he noticed that the elevator was sagging slightly below the floor. Moments later, the three boys waddled off into the hallway, which half an hour ago had been deserted. Now it was full of fat boys heading to lunch, and Percy, Hog and Matt plunged into the crowd.
Through the cafeteria doors and into an enormous room, where
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