Opening the door to the cafeteria, I notice only a few people are up and about at this time. Good, I don't have to wait forever now, I think to myself and smiles at the thought. Walking over to the ordering place, I notice a white haired man looking at me, I wave shyly to him and turn to the chef. " A Dr. Pepper please." Orders and walks off to a table, slumping down in the chair gratefully. Winces some and rubs my wrist again. "I hope she didn't break it...and this is my knife hand too" grumbles and looks out the window into the park, enjoying the view.