Glancing in the direction she pointed, Cinead knotted before heading over to the booth. Placing the cup and sandwich onto the table, he slid the strap of his messenger bag over his head and tossed it onto the bench before sliding in after it. He waited a moment for his new acquaintance to get settled before he unwrapped the foil paper from around his sandwich, eagerly taking a bite of the hot meat and bread. For cooked animal and grain, it wasn't half bad.

"So Anna," he started after clearing his mouth, "I take it you also go to Benton?"  He asked, turning his Hazel gaze  towards the woman as he took a sip of water.