Not too long ago I took care of a middle-aged male complaining of severe chest pain. His EKG was normal and first set of enzymes negative, however the guy was a walking risk factor: an obese, diabetic smoker with hypertension, high cholesterol and a family history of heart disease. While waiting in our short-term observation unit for serial enzymes, his family asked if they could bring him some food. I pointed them in the direction of the cafeteria, with the reminder to hold off on anything with caffeine, as he would likely get a stress test in the morning. A short time later I walked into his room to check vitals and found that his family had delivered a jumbo bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken for him to munch on and an extra large Coke to guzzle. As I stood dumbfounded, he looked at me while chewing, and with little bits of chicken flying out of his mouth asked "It's okay if I snack in here, right?"