So the prophet went back with him and ate and drank in his house.

He looked and right there by his head was a cake baking on hot coals and a jug of water. He ate and drank and then slept some more.

The old prophet then said, “I too am a prophet like you. An angel told me with the Lord’s authority, ‘Bring him back with you to your house so he can eat and drink.’” But he was lying to him.