“Baby food?” Chastity groaned when she saw the jars.
“Not quite; this is on the size meant for people your age,” Mary chipped in.
Jack sighed. “You’re telling me we’re going to be eating teen… baby food for the rest of the week?”
Jean shook her head. “Of course not; you’re only testing these, not living on them. There will be an appropriate mix of dining situations, but for today’s purposes Mary and I decided it would be best to get this first hurtle out of the way so the rest of the week flows more smoothly.”
“How, exactly are we going to be doing this?” Chastity asked.
“Well, you’re going to sit in these highchairs and eat,” Jean explained. “Simple enough, really. Then once you’re done you get to fill out forms on the chair and the food.”
