Paul waddled over to the food because the man was S T A R V I N G. He patted his tutu and peered around to see what the heckle he even WANTED. Hmm. The tie that was...tied around his head was flapping in his face entirely too much, Merlin.

School spirit!

He grabbed a plate and began to spoon food onto it. His eyes were always bigger than his stomach...it was a problem. He had a full plate and he most likely wouldn't want it all, either. AND HE HAD TO SAVE ROOM FOR DESSERT? HMPH. No one was here yet? Odd. Food places usually crowded so quickly.