Food always sounded good in any langauge you said it to whatever person you said it, even the mentaly deranged. her tummy grumbled softly and hymn softly said : "Shh " to it. She was hungry now that there was talk of food so she decided to go with the cat person. "Ok, my tummy wants some." She said to the catperson and she smiled. She didn't know what she would get herself into but food was a cause that was worth the risk.... wasn't it ?

Sara smiled lightly. She held her hand out over the white hair’s girls head, and this time actually made contact. Giving her a light pat. “Well we can get food just down the block over there,” She motioned with her hand. “But unless you have any money on you, we have to get some money first.” She nearly whispered as if this was a big secret. Because technically it was. Sara needed to pick pocket someone to get the cash. “You can either follow me, and stay really close and quiet, or you can wait here, and I will be right back.” She told her.