Larry had been watching the scenery go by. Well, that is what it seemed like anyway. What he was really doing was going over recipies in his head the passing trees and roadside reminded him of. When the bus stopped, he took one look at the building and refused to move. It wasn't worth it. The food there wasn't really something he would eat on a bad day so he only moved as he needed to. Once the bus settled downed, he settled back in his seat to watch the students and other faculty stream towards the doors for something to eat. Maybe he should eat something. A candy bar sounded nice. He was pretty sure there was on in his bag. Under the bus. Which was probably melted now despite the cold outside.<br/><br/>Sighing, he got up and stepped down onto the cement of the parking lot. Huddling up, he made his way towards the building. Might as well see what they got inside. Where it was warm. Cause really, being out of the biting wind that picked up every now and then was his only thoughts.