Lena tried to eat that evening but anything she put in her mouth was tasteless. She might as well have been eating nothing. She set the brown paper bag down on the roof's flat surface, standing up to look over the top of the hospital. Maybe Leo could eat it later. If she couldn't enjoy it, it would be far better than letting the money to go to waste. What now? Nighttime brought far less distractions allowing for the Princess' mind to wander much further than it should've been allowed to.