Myra's ears picked up what sounded like the muffled ringing of a bell, though, before she had the time to comment on it, Jazzy had taken hold of her hand, virtually dragging her out of the library and towards its source. From the fox-girl's words of 'It's ready', she figured out that what she had heard was the mealtime bell. Jazzy also mentioned a 'Mrs. Claus', who was probably the one in charge of the orphans and the upkeep of the place.

She soon caught a faint smell of freshly-made pancakes which grew stronger as she continued on through the hallways with Jazzy. They eventually made it through the doors to the dining hall. There were several children and teenagers seated at the table, an older woman whom she assumed was 'Mrs. Claus' tending to things, and a blonde teenage girl sweeping up an accident. Myra nodded politely at the adult woman and lightly smiled at the seated individuals before sitting down next to Jazzy.

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