Not always. [The nearest person happens to be a small teenager who could probably use a haircut and actually isn't even sitting. He's busy leaning over an empty seat to lift a pastry off of a plate, balancing it on top of the other two in his hand.] The celebrations are usually only when the new shardbearers show up...or Samhain, I guess. Kinda feels like a bribe though doesn't it? "Hey, sorry we interrupted your life and shoved you into a bag but look, you're special and we're allowing you to stuff your face and enjoy yourself in a completely foreign world to make up for it."

[That was perhaps a bit too sarcastic, and so he flashes her a small, somewhat sympathetic grin.] I thought it was really weird my first day here, too.