[Dinner]
[ There is a tall, well-dressed man standing in the doorway to the dining hall. Even with his blurry vision it is quite easy to take in the hustle and bustle of the sheer mass of inmates milling about, filling their plates, and stuffing their faces. The noise alone should have tipped him off, but by the look on his face this has all taken Guilford by complete surprise.
Someone didn't hear the announcement. Maybe he'll just... come back later... ]