William entered the bustling cafeteria, only to find the Abel, Esther, and Tres had waited for his to get there. For reasons unknown to him, well till he walked up to them. "Oh dear lord I was beaning to wonder when you'd get here! I'm starved!", said Abel smiling like a child. William just let out a small chuckle and leaned on his cane.

"Negative Father Abel Nightroad. My findings show you ate little over haft an hour ago.", responded Tres. Abel turned to the brown haired priest with a pout on his face.

"Your not very nice! Why don't you believe me I'm starving!?", he said fake tears forming into his eyes. William placed a hand on his slim shoulder.

"Abel, even tho you are faking, is all you have on you mind food?", asked William closing his green eyes with a small smile on his face.

"YES!", he almost screamed at the top of his lungs, making them back away from him, "Food! It's the meaning of life! SO GOOD! An-"

By then Lady Catrina walked over and waked him on the head. "William never ask him that again. It just gets him started.", she said coolly as she walked past them. He just gave a small nod and walked back over to Abel.

"I see little yellow birdies...There all going tweet tweet to.", said Abel blinking a little.

"Damage report Father Abel Nightroad?", asked Tres in his mono tone of voice.

"Birdies...", is all he said. William stood there shaking his head a little, and Esther stood behind him. She pulled on his sleeve to get his attention.

"Yes Esther?", he said turning his head in her direction with a small smile on his face.

"Can I talk to you? With out them?", she said pointing to the robotic goof ball and the Crusnik goof ball. With a nod, she pulled his over to a empty table on the far left. When they were seated he pulled out his pipe, put a pinch into it, and lit it.

"Now what do you need? It has to be important if you did not not goof ball one and two here.", he said jokingly. Esther nodded and set up strait, as if being inspected by police officer on a case.

"You see...", she looked down to her hands that were carefully folded onto her lap, "...I have a friend who likes someone, but doesn't know how to approach him. The best thing she's thought of is asking of help."

William raised a brow, "Is this friend of yours close to this person?", he asked exhaling some smoke he had inhaled.

"Well you could say they know each other, just not enough to be called friends.", she said looking away.

"Is the man that this friends of your close to me?", asked William placing the pipe back in his mouth.

"You could say that...more or less you know him like you know yourself.", she said rolling her finger in small ovules. Trying her best to not look at the gaze he had been giving her the hole time. William gave a small sigh outward and closed his eyes.

"I would just say your friend needs to work up the courage to approach this man, and tell his her feelings. If she doesn't it will haunt her for the rest of her life.", said William opening his eyes and removing his pipe from his mouth. As soon as he said that Abel came up to them.

"Why dose Lady Caterina hit me so hard?", wined Abel as he sat next to Esther and placed a tray in font of her. Tres took a set next to William and place the tray he had in font of William.

"Now Tres, Abel, You didn't need to do this?", said Esther looking down at the food.

"Negative, you need to replenish you energy supply.", stated Tres blinking. William sighed and looked at the clock. It read haft past eight.

"Yeah what Tres said, and besides you two haven't eaten all day! It's not healthy to not eat, and anyway I want to know why Miss Esther was blushing. Come on tell us!", said Abel jumping around like a child.

"W-w-what!?", said Esther getting up, "I need to go!"

After that was said she ran. "Oh dear, Abel look what you've done now.", said William standing up and running after her.

"Hay what'd I do...FREE FOOD!", yelled Abel grabbing the two dis guarded trays and shoveling the food onto his plate, "Well you can't let good food go to waste."

"Father Abel Nightroad should I per-", said Tres so rudely interrupted by Abel.

"Naw they be fine...now wheres the salt?", said Abel picking up his fork.