That was over an hour ago; Ebonshield had taken some refreshment in the baths and then ordered lunch, while the Specialists were both too famished to wait before eating. Sparkshower had commanded an omelette nearly as big as her head, and finished the plate almost in a single gulp, while Glamerspear took only a small salad, and looked a little upset as she forced herself to eat, looking wishfully over at the plate of her comrade.