They had form for not thinking about the catering, leaving old JC himself to do a bit of magic with some bread and seafood - sounds like he was well aware of their lack of preparedness by the time it got to the Last Supper, as they couldn't think for themselves 'oh, we'll need to book a venue' and it was JC yet again who did the thinking for them;
"17.Now on the first day of Unleavened Bread the disciples came to Jesus to say, 'Where do you want us to make the preparations for you to eat the Passover?'
18.He said, 'Go to a certain man in the city and say to him, "The Master says: My time is near. It is at your house that I am keeping Passover with my disciples." '"
Matthew, 26
"13.So he sent two of his disciples, saying to them, 'Go into the city and you will meet a man carrying a pitcher of water. Follow him,
14.and say to the owner of the house which he enters, "The Master says: Where is the room for me to eat the Passover with my disciples?"
15.He will show you a large upper room furnished with couches, all prepared. Make the preparations for us there.'
16.The disciples set out and went to the city and found everything as he had told them, and prepared the Passover."
Mark, 14
"7.The day of Unleavened Bread came round, on which the Passover had to be sacrificed,
8.and he sent Peter and John, saying, 'Go and make the preparations for us to eat the Passover.'
9.They asked him, 'Where do you want us to prepare it?'
10.He said to them, 'Look, as you go into the city you will meet a man carrying a pitcher of water. Follow him into the house he enters
11.and tell the owner of the house, "The Master says this to you: Where is the room for me to eat the Passover with my disciples?"
12.The man will show you a large upper room furnished with couches. Make the preparations there.'
13.They set off and found everything as he had told them and prepared the Passover."
Luke, 22
I suspect The Messiah was well aware from his Mum still grumbling about the botched hotel booking and uninvited guests before she'd even delivered the placenta and their previous 'Oh, dear, there's no food' that somebody had to take responsibility for the most important meal of the year - so much so, he sounds like he was quite patiently (if not blatantly seething with the 'LOOK, I've already sorted it, go and talk to the bloke I've booked it with, put the chairs out not all to one side but surely nobody would be that daft and stop bothering me with this life death admin' that he's about to go through a sacrifice for the whole of Mankind and they can't even work out that maybe somebody should have taken on the feeding whilst He got to concentrate upon bearing the Sins of Humanity rather than the parsley and crackers.