Dario didn't really care about other people which sit around him, his all senses was into the food. He eated the fruits and drinked juice like he never ever eated before, well it was kind of true. He wasen't never get a chance to eat this much different food, in the Foster home he was living almost 7 years, was only serving cheap food, like a some kind of soup or potato which tasted like a car tire. He dind't know who the other people was or why he was involved there, but this moment was like a paradise to him.