The night staff isn't full of big eaters, at least, they just want a sample. Whether to steal ideas or just because they're so bored of the current menus that any change is new and interesting, it's not clear. And it probably doesn't matter.

Tenten sighs a little, massaging the bridge of her nose. Dave's story has a few holes in it, sure, but why would anyone just make themselves seem that pathetic? It was honestly a little sad. She gives Catra a look and shrugs. Tenten wasn't going to complain about her offering Dave any. It was a whole lot of food. "Well, we can let Catra have first picks out of our part since she did most of the work. But if she's fine with it, feel free to get something more nutritious than a potato chip. I swear, it feels like someone's into those wherever I turn..."