Patricia was awoken by a growl that her stomach let out. She felt very hungry. She tiptoed out of her room and down the stairs, into the kitchen. She had a sudden urge to eat a pickle. After her and Eddie's "free time" together, earlier that day, she knew just where she would get that pickle. She knocked softly on Eddie's and Fabian's door. Luckily, Eddie was the one to open the door. "Patricia, what are you doing here? It's 2 in the morning." Eddie said, rubbing his tired eyes. "Oh, I was just wondering if I could have a taste of your pickle," Patricia said confidently. Eddie looked at her in confusion. "What pickle? Oh wait. You mean this pickle, don't you?" Eddie said, pointing down to the area where his package was kept. Patricia simply nodded, licking her lips while she looked down at his area. "Alright then, come on in. Fabian is down in the cellar with Nina, so we won't be bothered." Patricia grinned and stepped through the doorway, a delicious snack waiting for her.