Well, my dietician did say to eat healthier. (Keeping the box close, and getting a plate of fresh garden salad. Before finding a spot to sit.)
Blackheart, naturally, was curious about the box, but decided to remain silent about it for the time being. He ate in silence, speaking only when one of the scientists brought him some papers to sign.
Activity in the bar was low. Depressing. Maya and Dusty, now bored, dug up and set up an old Pretendo Entertainment System, screen and system well hidden beneath the counter. It was Dual Dragon time until somepony walked in.
Mat gives a nod, rubbing his forehead with a hoof, "Yeah... doesn't feel like one to me, I woke up to somepony in my face..."