Lunch later that day was pretty boring. The cafeteria staff were serving Oriental meals which were not to Harry’s liking. ‘Here, you can have the salad and this thing over here,’ Harry told Farisha. They were eating together with Smith and Hannah. ‘How come you don’t like the salad? It’s good,’ Hannah replied. She took the salad for herself while Farisha took the “the other thing” which was a fish soup. ‘I don’t know, it’s just like too acidic for me- I can’t stand it,’ Harry said. ‘Harry’s a picky eater,’ Smith butted in while chomping down on his food. Everyone giggled slightly while Harry just sat there with a pained expression. ‘So, what do you guys want to do today?’ Farisha asked. Everyone looked at her. Smith and Harry shrugged at the same time. ‘I have work at the lab, so

