<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/7c/a7/7a/7ca77a2e4df8c2f7f308652bed52770e.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Eliza<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dunn Vale<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><br/>Nods to Ios as she pulls out the rod and hands it to him. Walking towards the "Old Man", she enters with QT4 in tow. Her shyness forgotten as she starts to smell food. She remembered she used to sustain herself with the paste that the machine provided her. It was largely tasteless but according to the machine nutritious. How she could have sustained on that she hand no idea. Heading over to a table that could fill everyone, she smiled at the proprietor, "Breakfast please"