As she sat in her seat Ursula couldn't help but feel it's comfort, but she would be much happier if she could have something good to eat in front of her. The day had been long and the smells of the train so delicious. Looking out and around the hall she noticed some taste morsels. Hearing the other adults at the table she turned in her seat and cackled, "That was will need more then smelling salts dearies. He is weak and getting weaker. He will be done in terms time. You will not see him here again." Reaching into her bag she pulled out a can of small cat food. "This will do the trick for him."

When the woman next to her started talking she cleared her through, "Black, Ursula Black is the name you shall never forget." A warning eye went around, no they should not forget her name. When the food showed up Ursula started to eat quickly and very messy. Food was going all over her rags and onto the people around her. "Would the cooks be able to make liver next time?" What was that? Things were flying at her? She rose from her seat staring at the table that food was coming from. Her finger pointing towards them and cackles coming. "I sense great choking in your future. Plants will come to find you."

Food wasn't going to waste though. She picked up the pieces and shoved them in her bag, then started putting pieces from her plate in the bag.