Cyrus nodded with a smile, and with the rest of his crew, he began to roll out the trays of food. The food he prepared should be able to fit anyone's personal taste, and the guest would be able see various roasts, pastas, meats, and dessert being brought to all the tables. Cyrus was wearing one of his more nicer outfits. He wasn't planning on attending, but he still wanted to look nice. He and his crew began to bring beverages to all the tables as well, and once they were done they stood on standby to await Saphira's speech, and serve anyone that needs something.