I like it.
I want to see a picture of him eating a hot dog, but not one of those rolling things that you see at t'pictures that I imagine are full of e coli, a nice one from a Noo Yoik street vendor or from my local farm shop, which will be more of a sausage sandwich (Bolster Moor Farm Shop, marvellous) so maybe not that and a picture of him dressed as a frog, that can't be too hard, everyone's dressed up as a frog at some time haven't they? My granddad used to, he used to wear a frog costume and my Uncle Jim used to wear a toad costume when he and Aunty Audrey (lovely cook, school cook, superb spotted dick, terrible asthma, died young) came over from Colne to play whist.
Incidentally, eating in the cinema should never be allowed, I've lost count of the times I've had to threaten pensioners with a panga to stop sucking on their Werther's Originals prior the start of the fillem, they shouldn't be allowed (the pensioners) in shops at lunch time either, I would have magnetic implantants put in them with gates with the opposite polarity in the shops so they can't get in.