Mary Campbell & Hermann Gottlieb
Hermann wasn't willing to call this the weirdest thing he'd seen over the entire time he'd been in Madison Valley, especially since his scale for weird was a little on the weird side, but it was right on up there.
He'd been observing everything quietly for the past week, grateful for the fact that his classes didn't seem to have been affected too much. Some kind of normal was appreciated, or as normal as you could get in the middle of weirdness in this place. And since he was trying to keep an eye on things, as best he could, he'd thought of going to the food club event.
Because obviously everything wasn't over yet.
So he'd managed to come up with something, dressed up nicely enough, and headed over to the event. He deposited what he'd brought on the table, fixed himself a plate, and found himself a place to sit. A place near Mary, as it just so happened. He glanced over at her, trying to figure out if she'd been affected by whatever was going on or not.