Some minutes later, the silence in the room was broken by the sound of footsteps echoing from a door at the far end of the cafeteria. Aria's eyes turned towards the door, and she saw a group of people walking into the room. They were dressed in white uniforms, with name tags clipped to their lapels. Each of them was carrying a large basket that seemed to be filled with packaged food.
The baskets were overflowing. Aria's stomach growled at the sight of the food. She hadn't eaten in hours, and the sight of the food was almost too much to bear.
The people carrying the baskets began to set up a buffet line along the serving counter. They moved efficiently, their movements practiced and precise. Aria quickly became fascinated by their routine.They seemed to be following a well-rehearsed script, each one knowing exactly what to do.