CeCe blinked. "Their lunch breaks? ...oh. I thought you meant actual rats. That's horrible."
Oh, she'd met Famine's employees quite a few times, the poor emaciated things. She took a great deal of pleasure in causing their wills to break just enough for them to actually eat something that wasn't celery. She'd gotten one of them addicted to Little Debbie's Devil Food cakes and been smug about it for weeks.
She shifted a little uncomfortably in her seat. This was so very wrong. But the food, however, was delicious, and she really had wanted to see Sato's restaraunt and now -- well, not even Famine could ruin food this good.