He watched as she wrote her proud moment thing, and was pleased when she came over and gave him a nudge. "Yes ma'am," he said, perfectly content with not deciding the seating arrangements of the lesson. He followed along without complaint and slipped into the chair beside her, shoving his bag beneath the table at his feet. "Any idea what this is about?" he asked, wondering what they were supposed to be doing. If he'd have known that they would be eating then he wouldn't have bothered before hand. Of course, come to think of it, the notice DID say something about food, didn't it? And... soda?