Moe glanced behind her as someone offered another person food, seeing Conrad being offered potatoes of some kind. She smirked, turning forwards as the stream of people moved into the auditorium. It was huge, set up like a theater house. Rows of seats went all the way to the back of the room, one row higher than the last. At the front of the room, a large stage sat, black curtains looking of to be made of very expensive fabric. Dazed, Moe took a seat halfway back where the row was empty, continuing to stare around her. She didn't know what she expected but it wasn't this. There were adults spread around the room, directing students to seats and telling them to settle down, that they were being too loud. A few more adults were on the stage, some fiddling with the microphones, but most were just talking to each other, looking into the mass of students. After she watched them for a while, following their gaze, she noticed they were pointing out the orphans to each other. Moe shivered, sinking further down in the cushioned seat, propping her feet against the top of the empty seat in front of her. This was going to be normal from now on, she would have to get used to being in such expensive and fancy rooms. She didn't know if she could get used to the constant judging from the rich, though.