Angie smiled, "Good morning." As she got up, she gave a sad little nod. "Yeah, I wish they would give us better food. This stuff tastes like Pokemon food. I wouldn't be surprised if it IS Pokemon food." Hearing what he said next made her stare at him, uncertainty obvious on her face. Clearly he was very blunt about being treated like dirt, and that was surprising to hear from Angie's point of view.<br/><br/>"Well," she began, walking over with him towards the food. "I WOULD say first come, first serve, but-" Just then, a larger male shoved past her, his bluish fat jiggling with each step. Angie stumbled, surprised at the rudeness, though she didn't get angry. After all, Greg was a Snorlax PokeMorph; it was in his nature to eat like a pig. "Heh, it's ok Greg. Sorry I was in the way" she called out awkwardly, the man not even giving her a glance. She tried her best to keep on everyone's good side, and some often took advantage. As the others ate, Angie peeked over them, trying to find an open spot where they could eat.