"They serve real food here. It's just shitty. C'mon." Without waiting for Catra's response, Saturday janders to the counter and does her best. There's not a lot of food, and none of it's hot; this is kept out for the late workers. But there's carbs and protein and veg, and Saturday begins assembling two magnificent sandwiches to go with their coffee.

"Grab a table, I'll be there in a sec."