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It is in fact at the cafeteria that many meet people whom they had resigned themselves to probablynever seeing again. Tearful reunions – upon identity confirmations – are common.The British Holdout group staked a claim on two tables in one of the cafeteria's four corners. Ever sincethen, those two tables have seen more than their fair share of tea stains.The cafeteria was the largest room that Neo had ever seen. Doorways at various intervals all aroundled out towards the ten separate blocks. The whole second floor was itself located in its own separatebubble of hyperspace, and took up much more room than its outside dimensions would suggest. Itswalls rose up high several stories, its ceiling an unreachable plane of gleaming white.The standard-issue gourmet chef beamed at Neo and greeted him in his native language. Translatedinto English, it said: "Good morning, sir. Would you like some breakfast?" By a rather unfortunatecoincidence, that same greeting in Huttese sounded exactly like: "My, your grandma sure has stinkytoes."This is all the more curious when taking into account the fact that Hutts don't have toes.Neo and Ted got their food and sat down at a table near the Block F entrance. They were eventuallyjoined by Jack, a less damp Conor and a somewhat subdued John."Hi," Conor said.Neo ignored them and continued eating. He was feeling antisocial this morning.**Breakfast proceeded largely in silence and avoided gazes. A smattering of other Kenselton Hotelresidents were seated at various other parts of the cafeteria in close groups that kept to themselves. Noone talked much, let alone attempted escape. That would require cooperation; and cooperation was notsomething they were up to at the moment.**Discipline in Kenselton Hotel is kept largely through psychological means. One of the reasons – apartfrom the whole OCD obsession with organisation – why they stick characters played by the same actortogether has to do with the fact that it tends to make people highly self-conscious, and when people aretoo busy being highly self-conscious, they usually lack the ability or desire to go around running riot andcausing unwanted trouble.The folks responsible for Kenselton Hotel however acknowledged that this system was not foolproof,and as such intended to make use of the concept of the Panopticon and its surveillance system as aform of second tier defence. Because of this, they installed thousands of cameras all over KenseltonHotel, the basis of the Panopticon's discipline being that if people know they are constantly beingwatched, they tend to behave out of fear of punishment from the virtually-guaranteed discovery.The folks responsible for Kenselton Hotel however forgot to put into play the most crucial part of thissystem – to let the characters know that they were being watched.As such, they forgot – so no one in Kenselton Hotel was aware that there were cameras trained on thempractically everywhere, and this had no effect whatsoever on their behaviour.Although, seeing as how most of the camera footage went unwatched due to shortage of staff, itprobably didn't matter anyway.**The stairwell door on the fourth floor of Block F cautiously opened. David Allen Griffin peeked in. Theplace looked deserted, and he deemed it safe enough to enter. There was a patch of wet carpet on thefloor. He wondered at it, then went to see what was behind the open door.The computer was still on; Griffin glanced casually at the screen, then did a double take.He stared, scanning through several paragraphs of words in the open Internet window, then curiosity gotthe better of him and he sat down at the desk.