Might as well get something to eat. That apple I ate earlier was definitely not filling enough to last the rest of the morning, and I need to stay at the top of my game for sleuthing.

Not that I am a sleuth. Far from it. I’m just a kid with very minor superpowers who does what R8PR says to do.

Now, where to eat, where to eat...

There’s a cafe over in the corner, kind of on a raised platform from the rest of the tables in the main hall, but no windows or walls or anything, just like a separate room they forgot to finish building. I won’t go there because I’m not in the mood for coffee, but that might be a choice later.

Let’s see what food they actually have here.

There’s a Taco Taco and a Kirk’s Hot Dogs, but neither of those have anything to offer as far as eat-before-noon kind of moods go. I don’t want any burgers, either, so Burger Box is out of the question. Why is all the food for sale just heavy meal stuff? I just want a snack. Don’t convention centers usually sell like, soft pretzels and stuff?

Ah, there’s a place. Or, a thing. MegaJewel, a little robot-driven nacho stand. It’s the tiny version of the same auto-conbini brand that drives around the Centennial Park area on weekends, and it slowly makes its way through the convention center. I’d say it’s a little dangerous to have a robot-driven vehicle meander around the huge crowds of people like this, but it’s kind of neat, honestly. Also, it’s slow enough that I doubt it could hurt even a toddler if it bumped into one.

When it gets close enough, I press a button on the front panel for it to stop, and check out the prices on the soft pretzels, since nachos are once again too heavy for morning food.

One soft pretzel... $9.

“Um, what?” I realize I said that out loud, and the robot driver/cook notices.

“Yes?”

“Does this soft pretzel, uh, come with a drink and fries or something?”

“No. All sides are sold separately.”

“But it’s $9.”

“Yes, $9. Do you prefer cash or credit?”

“Uh, no thanks.”

I walk away.

Damn, that was a bust. I guess I’m not THAT hungry, but thinking about food so much has definitely gotten me craving something. Not for $9 though; I will starve before I shell out an hour’s work for a single soft pretzel. I bet it doesn’t even have a ton of salt on it!

Oh... Hey, what’s that? Why’s there so many people watching that TV?