<div style="text-align: justify;">Ben couldn't help but laugh when Alastar asked him to keep the muffins away from Cian. He could only imagine what his friend had been through, spending hours and hours inside a shuttle with Cian's enthusiasm. <span style="color: #FFFF00">"All right, blue face"</span>, Ben replied with his usual good-natured grin. <span style="color: #FFFF00">"I will do my very best to keep him away from the sweets"</span>. <br/><br/>After this comment, Benjamin followed Alastar to his chosen table. He gazed at it and then to the counter. It looked close enough, and the two guys on the next table didn't seem like the kind that would be a bother.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">"You can go, I'll hold the table and go when you get back. The place's pretty empty, after all"</span>, Ben decided, sitting down and performing something like a two-finger military salute to the guys sitting next.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">---</div><br/>Walking with Cian, Alice brightened up when he agreed to go shopping with her. She was too practical and utilitarian in her style, and she really needed Cian's flamboyant style to reach a happy medium; <span style="color: #8000FF">"All right, chill, Ci!"</span>, the young woman protested. <span style="color: #8000FF">"I need to make a list of everything I want to get, so we better wait for tomorrow anyway"</span>. As Cian talked non-stop, Alice just smiled and nodded. She knew it was the best course of action when her friend started on his neverending ramblings.<br/><br/>Only when they stopped right in front of the cafeteria did Cian notice what he had been doing. Alice couldn't help but shake her head and smile at his expression. <span style="color: #8000FF">"Fine. You are forgiven this time. But only because you'll help me get fabulous clothes tomorrow!"</span>, Alice replied cheerfully, before entering the cafeteria with Cian in tow. <span style="color: #8000FF">"Now come on, I'm starting to get hungry"</span>.</div>