And Rogue sweeps off the newly vacated space on the table with one hand before putting Gambit's stuffing down on it with the other. There just isn't room on the kitchen table. "Just hope this isn't gonna explode," she mutters under her breath before glancing around the room in hopes of finding a vacated spot.

...she is seriously thinking about just taking her food back to her room at this point. She's not used to so many people.