Benjamin examined everyone, they all seemed to act normal. Normal for them anyway, one guy seemed to be swatting invisible bees away. A girl sulked as she stirred her soup. And the catatonic woman still stared ahead, one of the caretakers joined her table to feed her.
He watched Sara hand out the soup, and a few tables behind her was Marc with his damned cups. Another set of pills meant for the trash can, because he certainly wouldn't take them. 

Marc dutifully gave every patient their medicine, something most patients took without complaint. He glanced ahead, to the table with Ray and Benjamin and sighed. He felt safe betting money on them not taking their prescribed medication. And if they didn't he'd just note it in the file and let the psychiatrist handle it.