As Andy walked towards the supermarket he noticed the building with the golden arches. And that made him wonder: did he really want to go into the supermarket, buy a pizza, drive home and then wait another whole twenty minutes before he could eat, or eat something now and then do some shopping. It had been at least a week since he last had eaten at a similar place, that was definitely long enough to allow himself to change his dinner plans. 

After going over all the facts, there was really no other conclusion to make. Dinner first and shopping later. 

Crossing the parking lot in the new direction he kept his eyes on the target. Some other people were entering it too. A family with two young children who nearly dragged their parents inside, it was a sight that made Andy smile. 
One figure seemed to be out of place though, the manner of which he walked gave the impression he was heading to an opera or a classy theatre play. Or dinner in a five-star restaurant. But to each their own, people were free to eat wherever they wanted. The gait and clothes were a bit peculiar, it seemed out of place. Out of time. Again Andy decided it didn't matter. Ever since he had treated someone dressed in a big bunny costume he didn't care how people wanted to go through life. 

And more importantly, he was close to a good meal, with potatoes and meat and vegetables. Yes, the dietitians in the hospital would be pleased with him, if they ignored the deep-fried aspect of his envisioned meal of course.