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Next to the Recreation room, sits another medium sized building. As you walk in you see rows of tables that seat eight people. On the far right, you see a door leading into the kitchen, and next to the door are three large buffet tables, an ice-cream machine, and various vending machines.

The vending machines are designed to take fingerprints in order to dispense the desired drink or snack.

Turq wandered into the cafeteria at long last. She had spent the last eighty years looking for it. Well ok, perhaps it had only been ten minutes, give or take five. She shoved the doors open, stomach rumbling its discontent as she took in the vending machines. Upon having spotted one that seemed to sell personal pizzas, she made a beeline for it, not even noticing the other occupant of the room.

Santino wandered into the room using his typical "no place to be" stride. He noticed the two women in the room and blushed slightly, but reminded himself of the promise he made, and forced his lips into a friendly smile. He took a plate from the buffet table and gingerly loaded some mashed potatoes onto it. I wonder if they'll even see me...

There was a giggle, and she was about to ask the woman to join her... But what was this? ANOTHER PERSON! OHMIGOSH! She turned, her smile only widening as she saw the... young man? Or woman... The hair made it a little hard to tell. Though since they didn't have two lumps on their chest, she made an estimated guess that it was in fact, a he.

She waved to the boy, and stood up, practically jigging with excitment.

"Come sit with me! I've been DYING to see people!" She said, to both of them. Though before they would have the chance to reply, she sat down and slid on her seat, kicking back two chairs for them.

"My name's Sarina, but people call me Rina!" She said, that smile would have to hurt her face at some point.

She glanced at the boy from earlier then back at Rina then back at the boy, apparently considering her options. After a moment's contemplation she shrugged and sank into a seat, taking a big bite of the cheese pizza she'd snagged. Belatedly remembering her manners, she set the food on the table and wiped her hands on the napkin she'd somehow had the foresight to grab. Extending a hand to the alarmingly smiley Rina, she managed a smile of her own around her mouthful of pizza.

"Mmpf. Sowwy. I'm Turquoishe, but...-swallow-...Sorry. You can call me Turq."

Tino nodded in answer to the question, then realized his hair was hanging onto his plate. He cleared his throat and pushed his hair behind his back as nonchallantly as he could. A glazed look came over his eyes as he thought about what had happened since his arrival. Were they gassed too? Even if they were, I bet they won't want to talk about it... With a mustering of some courage, he asked, "What instrument do you both play?"

Turq glanced at Santino, puzzled.

"Uh...instrument?"

She wracked her brain for what he could possibly be talking about. Hobbies perhaps?

"I...write...I guess....?"

She looked helplessly at Rina, wondering if she knew what he was babbling on about.

Quickly swallowing the bite of mashed potatoes in his mouth, he glanced first from Turq to Rina, when back at his plate. There was definitely something up here, but he would be damned if he would let his paranoias get the better of him. He poked his meal with his spoon, then spoke, "I play the guitar, acoustic mostly." Tino bit his lip, believing he had put the two off somehow with his question.