Garrett, in the meantime, had been rooting around in cabinets himself, glancing at the other students every once and a while, and ultimately surfaced with an apple in hand.  He looked up around the room again to see AJ waving him over holding a box of Oatmeal.  "Oatmeal, huh?" He said as he approached.  "I feel out of place with just an apple.  Though, I do suppose folks eat apples for breakfast, don't they?" Garrett shrugged as if to answer his own question.  

Garrett leaned back against the counter.  "So....you from around here?  England, I mean?  You've got the accent but I wasn't sure...ya know, plenty of folks in the states have accents still."

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