Dinnertime!
As most of the "Cabal" gathers in the Foyer of Whirtlestaff's, Jerabewal the Night Watchman is just coming on duty and offers to hold open the door for you.
"Stepping out for a bite of supper, are you, Gentle Wizards? You're going to miss the glorious tripe, you know!" then he puts a hand to his mouth to muffle his chuckle. "Oh, and I have it on VERY GOOD authority," here he pats his own, generously proportioned tummy, "that the beef brisket down at the "Staff of Life" is very fresh and tasty this evening." The Staff of Life is just a few short blocks from the Academy, and it is the usual off-campus refuge for the hungry students of Whirtlestaffs.