I Need A Meal

Similar to our clubbing brother, Lone Wolf, I get a text from a dancer. "I need a meal. Feed me." Now, I had just seen this dancer yesterday. And I fed her-Two Double-Double's, animal style, animal fries, and a large diet coke(she's watching her weight). What's a guy to do? This dancer is a real sweet BBW. She makes Precious look like an extra in a Sally Struthers PSA. What should I do? She called me today asking me to bring her three extra large deep dish pizzas with extra anchovies. Even the Ninja Turtles wouldn't eat that. Should I be an enabler or just say no?