[Being a British gentleman in training is suffering. When she asks about food he can't help a small frown.]

Well... there is a cafeteria but you need nine BP to get into it. Most of us hit nine BP and more last round- don't worry though, Calhoun gave us canned food to help tide us over until then, I'm sure he'll do the same. If not... [Well, maybe they could sneak some food out. He didn't want to say that outloud where Calhoun could possibly hear so he just offers a smile.] ... we'll figure something out.

[Ah, and here's the lounge, in all it's uncomfortable couch and bad game glory.] Here it is- it's... well, it's better than the warehouse.