Robert laughed at Priscilla's "doggy" comment and did his best to hold back his happiness while Priscilla held his hand. Well, she locked arms with him, that was close enough. He walked with her through the hallways until they reached the cafeteria. He stood at awe of the large selection of food that was being served, from pizza to hamburgers. He sat through the line patiently, barely able to hide his excitement. When he had reached the end of the line, he had on his tray: a burger, fries, a small carton of milk, a cookie, and a juice pouch. He made sure to wait for Priscilla to finish choosing what she wanted so that he could pick a table with her.

After sitting down at one of the large cafeteria tables, he took a bite out of his burger and then ate one of his fries. As he chewed, he compared and ranked the burgers and fries to those he had had in the past. "Third best burger. Fourth best fries. Considering that it made the top five is something to be proud of, but a majority of burgers and fries I've had were old and usually unwanted by their original owners," he suddenly said. "What about you? How's your food?" he asked Priscilla, taking a sip from his juice pouch afterwards.