You are a human with a stomach that is 90% empty. The remaining 10% is just regret.
Your stomach is growling, protesting the lack of sustenance in your belly. It's like a tiny, grumpy toddler in there.
You're not really thinking straight, but your brain's trying to tell you that pizza is the answer. It's not, though.
You're starting to lose hope, your eyes are scanning the fridge for that one leftover you know you forgot about. You know it's a long shot, but you're willing to try.