From about twelve until six in the morning there is a sort of unofficial club where the pastas that can't sleep and don't want to be in their rooms sit around in the living room reading, generally lying about on the sofas, trying to get to sleep, or staring out the window. Some pastas have discovered this gathering accidentally during trip to kitchen for a drink. Regulars include Masky, Toby, LJ and Jeff. BEN used to come a lot but went less as time went on. It's an unspoken rule never to mention it.