The two tall men walked by the corridor as they left the cafeteria. Keele was walking down in the middle as the two of them completely near-missed his body as they passed him. There was no smirk on their faces, just serious, seemingly shadowy appearances. Who were they? It wasn't normal for outsiders to enter, right? He eyes them down the hall and he could tell that they felt him staring but they turned the corner and never returned. The door to the cafeteria was within arm's reach. He laid his palm and pushed it open, entering into the crowd of students who was mumbling and chattering as they ate their meals.

It was a war of cluttering spoons, forks and knives. Whatever they were eating, it seems like every table was battling one another. Girls and boys alike, together or separate. There was a small line and Keele followed up just about being entertained by the menu it had on display. Many varieties and seemingly endless. The moment you thought of a food it'll be listed directly next to the name that you were looking at. Mystical. That was what this school was about. Perhaps a little bit of unhealthy and junky food would do today. Keele's got an appetite for some traditional charcoal juicy beef patty, with crunchy shredded iceberg lettuce and a generous cut of bacon on top dressed with onion sauce. His eyes were set, and swallowed the overflowing saliva from the thought.

"Charcoal BLT please with some Sarsaparilla, please." He said politely to the lady before waiting on the side for his food. He stood around looking pretty whilst observing the tables. [i]"Where should I sit today?"[/i] An answer would wait... Right?