Blair Crescendo thought himself a genius when it came to lunch. The cafeteria sucks at food, well his position meant that you it wasn't really food, something vaguely food shaped perhaps, Blair just called it the "not food", but bringing a fruit basket? Genius. [i]I get food that doesn't taste like what the trash bag juice smells like, what could be better? Probably actual cooked food, but fruit is still nice.[/i] With his fruit basket in one hand Blair made his entrance, kicking the door open and announcing his presence with a short trumpet fanfare. Smiling broadly Blair heard a familiar giggle and saw the familiar back of the head and weaved his way towards them and gave them a hug.

“Heeeello Seiko. Would you like an apple? Or maybe aaaan… orange? Grapes? Maaango? Oh! How about a Pineapple? Those are pretty sweet.” pointing out each one as he named them Blair finally releasing her and sat down next to the older girl, making himself comfortable. “I think I'll have a mango. I haven't had one before, but I have heard good things about them.”

Taking a fruit knife carefully out of the basket Blair started peeling the mango, trying his best to keep the peel in a single piece. "How have you been, Seiko? Have you been having a good time? Making friends?" having successfully peeled the mango leaving the skin in one piece, coiled like a spring. Turning slightly to face Seiko with pride etched on Blair's face he announced.
"Success!... Mango's sure are sticky. Is there a proper way to eat a mango? Or do you just make a mess trying to eat it like an apple?"