Janos wasn't sure about when it happened, but suddenly he was surrounded by beautiful women. Not that he minded, neither was this new to him. There was a time when he was constantly surrounded by beautiful people who admired his work and praised his genius. But that was long gone. And these people were far from kissing his feet. Seemed more like Ranna and this Lily were kissing each other's feet. He ignored their whispers and smiled at the doctor.<br/><br/>"Well, let's go then, I'm starving!"<br/><br/>As they arrived at the mess he had the first really unpleasant surprise since he got here. The food was... kind of bland. Very bland in fact. It had all the nutrients, but it was very Davion in its execution. No real spices, no real taste, a lot of deep fried stuff with a steady helping of salt or just a boring stew to go with some noodles.<br/><br/>"So... what else is on the menu?"<br/><br/>The cook behind the counter leaned over on his knuckles, his beardy face coming dangerously close to Janos' as if a kiss was inevitable. Luckily he just grunted.<br/><br/>"Ain't none other, chum. Only Miss Maho gets 'em good stuff, an' she pays for it. Have your grub or keep walking!"<br/><br/>The cook slopped a chunky helping of stew upon Janos' plate, half of it sloching onto his tray. He gave a crooked smile and a thank you with just the right amount of resentment before he walked over to the table where the other's were seated. He sat down and slowly began to shuffle the food into his mouth as Kara asked about the crew's free time.<br/><br/>"I've been here as long as you, Do... Kara. And I sadly have to say that I spend most of my free time around 'Mechs anyway. Boring to most, but every strand of myomer, every inch of endo-steel and every feet of circuitry is... exciting."