[The sight of the man in tails calms her a bit. At least not everyone here is so unfamiliar looking.]
Quite. It's not what I'm used to.
[Mary looks back at the feast again and sighs. Obviously one is supposed to help oneself, and no matter how irritated it makes her, she's hungry. She carefully picks up a plate and serving fork, trying very hard not to stain her white gloves.]
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Quite. It's not what I'm used to.
[Mary looks back at the feast again and sighs. Obviously one is supposed to help oneself, and no matter how irritated it makes her, she's hungry. She carefully picks up a plate and serving fork, trying very hard not to stain her white gloves.]