Ethan politely refused; though the quality of her food would probably be better, he'd get something later at the college's complimentary bar.

Sebastian returned shortly after carrying a stack of three chairs, huffing lightly.  He set them about the round table, and they were all different.  "I, uh, got the best chairs I could.  One of them's a bit rickety, but they're all comfy.  I think.  Oh, an' the colors change when the magic needs to be replaced, which is every couple months."