Phibrizzo helped himself to a decent helping of food and plopped down in a free seat. The attempt to cause mischief in the chapel had ended without much having occurred to his chagrin, but at least he had food now. Still, he felt a rather devilish urge to cause some decent amount of chaos this day. Ah, well- it was still young and there was time...

Picking up a fork, he began to pop this and that into his mouth, seeing what tastes he would experience today and waiting to see if anyone would take pity on the "poor child".