Einstein starts busying herself grabbing food too, piling it up on a plate until it could rival Crowley's. Another advantage of not dressing too nice; you could eat as much as, and how, you want. Who cares about stains, just toss it in with the rest of the crap that needs to get washed. "Yeah, I heard the Consilium is still fairly new, organization-wise. Good time to come in, eh?" She took an extra moment to look around the building, munching on some chips. "Looksh pretty nishe, if a little old. I didn't like that half-brick half-not-brick look though. Kinda silly."