<b>“Chicken Stir-fry and Steamed Rice to be exact.”</b>Sarah shrugged as Nathaniel corrected her and ignored her joke towards ISIS.<i>"Whatever. It's edible food right? Which isn't really a definition that fits what I usually get served as dinner."</i>Probably healthier too. She quietly noted to herself while watching the finishing touches to the meal, taking a seat near the end of the table. Giggling a little while she watched the seat quarrel between Mimi and Nathaniel as the two vied for the seats next to Jenny, before being silenced by the sight of Nathaniel's bowl.<i>"Fuck, I know I hit you with a strong hunger desire back in the training room, but what your sort of furnace are you fueling in your gut there?"</i>She said at a teasing tone while filling her own plate with rice, stir-fry and soy. She was a little awkward at being able to pick how much she wanted though, and clearly piled more than she could ever eat on the plate. It wasn't even half of Nate's own pile, but Sarah realized her awkward mistake once she set the plate back down in front of her.<br/><br/>Sarah at least had the good graces to wait before eating, watching the others settle down.<i>"Alright...errr..."</i>She tapped the table idly with her fingers, trying to find what she wanted to say again.<i>"Thanks for cooking, Jenny and Nicole. You too I suppose, Nate. I guess we just went and conquered the first real challenge to living together in this house or something. Whatever. Something like that at least. If ISIS turns out to be secretly keeping us locked in the house to test interpersonal behaviour then we can at least cook without trying to murder one another. Which in the presence of so many knives and stuff is already quite the achievement"</i>Sarah slowly grew quieter through her rant as her courage faded. Growing quiet, she silently waited for the others to fill their plates before starting on her own.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>