<strong>Cynthia Peregris (http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/8836/01rw.jpg), Dining Hall</strong><br/><br/>Cynthia slipped inside, a bit concerned at the lack of the usual number of people given the late hour.  She hated how everything nowadays seemed to be making her nervous; perhaps it was just how she felt exposed in these thin outfits without even any underwear.  Perhaps it was just that she wasn't having enough to think about so her mind was wandering a lot more than usual.  She wasn't really sure, and she supposed it didn't matter.  It just took a little time and patience, making sure that she was calm enough to make sure that she could help keep other people happy as well.<br/><br/>She waited her turn patiently in the cafeteria, so much of the food looking warm and inviting.  She'd be more than happy to start in on eggs, bacon, tater tots and any number of things if only she was able to make sure she could exercise properly and burn it all off.  Unfortunately, things such as they were, she was content just to get herself some low-cal cereal and pour in some milk.  It wasn't really about eating during breakfast, after all, it was more about making new friends and meeting people.  She'd tended not to notice the taste of whatever she was eating about five minutes in after she found someone kind and interesting to talk to.<br/><br/>After a bit, when Alena was leaving, she noticed an empty seat across from another redhead (Sarah) and decided to move her way over.  She left the seat open just in case Alena returned, but took the seat right next to it, giving the other girl a smile.  "Hello there," she said with impeccable politeness and an inner joy that just radiated from her.  "My name's Cynthia.  It's nice to meet you.  What's your name?"