Gracie looks to the food and nods a little in agreement. "I know. I think I've stuffed myself to bursting at least twice since this thing started." It seems a crime to let all that food just sit there when they know that they'll go back to soylent and very little 'real' food.

The dress had been a draw for Gracie as well, but she hadn't known there would be food. She'd simply wanted to wear something that wasn't a jumpsuit, to feel pretty for a little while instead of frizzy, baggy and plain. She'd much rather have a pair of jeans and a hoody as well, but this is special and she likes that.

She respects personal space, but she doesn't mind having hers invaded a little when the intent is clearly innocent. "I went by Lydia's too!" She even helped a little with some makeup and hair. "She's really nice. My hair is usually pretty frizzy. I've suggested that frizz serum is a thing she should make."