Harold had waited for about....8 minutes now. Nobody seemed to be coming. Shruging and sighing, Harold put his glasses back on, grabbed his crossbody computer bag and decided he'd utalize the free power, wifi, and the ability to get food that the cafeterria provided. Making his way slowly back to where Tim had pointed out before they had gone to their respective classes, he found himself in the proper location, looking across the area filled with milling students, many of whom sat in smaller groups. Generally away from each other.

He had managed to spot that Playboy from before sitting with another girl, and was thinking of making his way over when he decided to make another sweep of the land, and hope to find someone he could sit by. He wasn't real interested in sitting alone at the moment, not in this filled up place. As luck, or to some, Fate, would have it, he managed to catch the appearence of Thisa again, and moved to investigate this possibilty.

When he identified her successfully, he debated going over to her for a moment, and made his way over, walking with a cool swagger over to her table. He still didn't understand why people thought the way he usually walked had "swag" but he digressed.

"Ah, ahmmm.... Greetings, Ms Thisa. Would it concern you at all should I sit here, and utalize the power outlet?" Harold pointed out the outlet in the wall next to the table, and seemed nervous about starting a conversation, or messing up her concentration. She seemed to be quite involved in her designs once more after all.