Nina and Josie
With a full belly from the day before, Josie managed to sleep peacefully through the night. In fact, she was in the midst of a rather good dream when it was rudely interrupted by the familiar sound of the bell tolling. Grumbling, Josie's eyes fluttered open to reveal an old room; a far cry from her fashionable dorm room in Belgium. Worse still, she was alone, but at least the sound of the bell promised another meal and a full stomach.
Pushing herself up, Josie stood and stretched then went to work cleaning herself up the best she could for the day. Most of the clothes located within the house were moth-eaten and gross, but she'd managed to find a large shirt comfortable enough to sleep in and at least the bed linens were still intact. Stripping out of the old shirt, Josie quickly tugged on her clothes she'd received the first day and went to work making herself presentable for the feast.
Having attended the feast yesterday, Josie easily found her way back to the white house. She could already smell the food along with the alluring scent of fresh coffee. Her stomach grumbled in response and the brunette hurried inside. Her first stop was for coffee and then it was to the vast selection of food. Some entrees and offerings Josie recognized but others were unfamiliar, meant to fit with someone's chosen palate from home.
Filling a plate with as many breakfast food as she could, the siphoner claimed a spot for herself and started to dig in.