"That's pretty much the custom," he said. "I don't think they even packed a fork, but if you wanna be dainty you could probably go grab one from the drawers."

He had gotten used to people being from different types of worlds. In any case, he was a rich kid and had grown up among other rich kids. He was pretty familiar with people who ate finger foods with a knife and fork just because.

"What kinds of stuff do you do? Here I am, like, with no plans for the rest of my life other than classes and a school dance once in a blue moon, apparently." He was being dramatic, but his tone was casual and dry. Look, the town was boring.