<b>"Come along now Mimi, dinner's ready."</b>jenny mused, giving the catgirl a ruffle through her curious hair, before following the rest to the dining room. Jenny wasn't entirely unfamiliar with having dinner like this, well, maybe a bit few people, but her father had made enough money to get them a proper dining room as well. Jenny never really liked it though, and preferred to just eat her dinner at the TV, but her parents called that "uncivilized." Given the current generation, it was more civilized than eating dinner at a table too long for just three people.<br/><br/>Jenny sat herself down near the middle of the table, not quite sure where to sit. Did people even like her enough to sit next to her? Her tentacles fidgeted behind her back, betraying her rather anxious state. But so far these people had seemed nice, minus the rather dangerous outburst of Helga and...<i>him</i>from Diego. Could've gone better, could've gone a whole lot worse.<b>"S-so, is everybody hungry?"</b>She asked, cheerfully, hoping to get some conversation going. Nothing as awkward as a silent conversation at the dining table.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>