Oliver Parks somewhat nervously entered the break room, looking around.

It seemed pretty empty at the moment, but the snack table caught his eye and he headed over to examine it. He scrunched up his nose. He'd never seen such things in his life. He decided he'd best at least try the tan-brown goop and the strange looking chips, but he wasn't feeling very optimistic as he scooped some of the hummus out onto one of the small plastic plates and added some of the kale chips. He made sure not to get too much; he wasn't the type to waste anything.

He glanced over at the smoothie machine warily before heading over to it. "Wheatgrass?" he winced. That didn't even sound appetizing. "Well, might as well try it."

These new "healthy choices" people were trying out these days were almost scary. He turned on the machine and waited for it to make his smoothie, listening to its soft whirring sound as he fiddled with his curly dark hair nervously. As the machine stopped and poured his smoothie, he collected it and headed over to the vacant table in the middle of the room to sit down.

He took out his gum and placed it in its wrapper before taking an experimental sip from the smoothie. It actually wasn't horrible, and he didn't dislike the taste, exactly, but it was a bit chunky for his tastes. He finally decided to take his chance with the hummus, scooping a very modest amount up onto one of the kale chips. "Here goes nothing," he gulped before taking a bite. He blinked, somewhat surprised. It certainly didn't taste like "junk food," and it certainly wasn't "junk food," but ... it wasn't that bad either.

He shrugged and continued eating, though still somewhat cautiously.