Bartholomew returned the wave of course and hovered on over. "Those look good...wow what all is this?"
He was much more interested in food than whatever Chris was bummed about. Not that he didn't like to help people's problems, but he wanted food a little more.

Meanwhile, Perry frowned slightly at Chris before pulling out a chair and plopping down next to him. This seemed a lot more serious than even he had originally thought. His eyes flicked to Gertrude standing on the other side. Gertrude inclined her head and Perry closed his eyes. This was going to take some time and care probably. Perry kept sitting there, hoping Chris would say more without him prompting. Oh the bane of being a nonverbal communicator.