Eventually, Felice stopped his mumbling and looked around the room. The two girls from before still seemed to be sitting there. Were they allowed to speak? Well, they were expected to work together at some point, right? The crazy doctor had to realize that there could be no team without communication, even if it was brief. Making up his mind, he decided to start with the girl who kept altering her appearance, realizing that they still never got through proper introductions. Standing up, he moved the rest of his food to her table and sat down. "I don't believe we exchanged names before. I'm Felice." The slightly short boy looked down at his plate with his normal scowl as he spoke, as if trying to appear less invested in the conversation than he really was.