Ciel took a moment, checking around the stand and found a few napkins to wrap one up in.

"It's not the best solution but I'm afraid they only provided food rather than any bags to put it all in. Ridiculous. In any case, they should be sturdy enough to survive until you can get a bag to put it in."

The idea of setting up the Funtom Corporation here crossed his mind for a moment but what chance did a thirteen year old have here in starting his company up? Again.