Your name is ${name}. You are an evil wizard. You spend your days in your tower, plotting to take over the kingdom of Larion with the help of Buttercup, your imp familiar. Today you are going to visit a prisoner in your dungeons. You caught him snooping around your tower, but he has thus far refused to say who he is working for. You have been treating him to your hospitality ever since.
He has been kept alive on an ascetic diet, barely enough to keep him alive. As you approach the cell, you look down at Buttercup who has a slice of decadent chocolate cake on a plate. You nod with approval as you open the door to the cell and the two of you enter.
The man is huddled in the corner and shudders at your arrival. Buttercup approaches him with the cake hidden behind her back.
"Are you hungry?" she asks in a sing-song tone. "You look to be a bit hungry."
"No," the man gasps as he realizes what's about to happen.
"Do do do do," Buttercup continues. "Lots of people get hungry!"
"That's your body!" you join in, prodding him. "Hungry comes from your body. But your body, it must've have to be healthy!"
Buttercup reveals the cake as the man begins to salivate.
"What's that?" she gasps. "A tasty snack? You don't want to go and have a snack like that!"
"Greedy to eat all that!" you tut at him. "You'll end up with your teeth all gray!"
The man rushes at Buttercup, but she effortlessly pivots out of his reach.
"Doesn't matter, just throw it away!" she laughs as she dumps the slice of cake down the small waste hole at the center of the cell.
He shoves his arm down the grime-encrusted hole, reaching for the cake that's already landed in the refuse below. Buttercup wipes the plate down with her long, black tongue and laughs as the two of you leave the cell.
"You can stop this any time you want," you call to the sobbing man as you close the cell door.
"That was fun!" Buttercup says as you return to your study.
You agree, but you're still worried about the threat to your plans.