There is no endless feast, the banquet has come to an end, the delicacies have long been eaten, only leftovers and a mess left. The smart ones have quietly left after eating their fill, while you, still oblivious, are unwilling to leave, tapping the bowl with your chopsticks, fantasizing and waiting for the next delicious dish. In the end, you are greeted with the hefty bill for this feast - someone always has to foot the bill, and this time it's on you.