Only a little. The last batch of people to arrive have been here for at least two months, so they'd probably know where to find a deli if they wanted one.

[ But there's nothing but a tinge of amusement in her voice, waving him to follow in her direction once she starts walking. She hasn't been in herself, but she spends enough time in Fiddler's Square to know where most things are. Even the ones someone wouldn't want mentioned in polite company— or in her case, not at all. ]

Ann. Ann Takamaki. It's nice to meet you, too.

[ She takes another bite of gelato, polite enough to swallow it down before continuing. ]

So… you woke up, had all this stuff explained to you… and the first thing you decided you need is a sandwich?