[He lifts a little basket from the side and places it in between them; it has a few bagels, danishes and cookies, mostly leftover gifts that're still good because the future can handwave excuses for everything.
He pops it open and takes a cookie.]
Help yourself.
[That's the question though, isn't it...]
Me? I'm going home, I guess. Had planned on it since day one.
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He pops it open and takes a cookie.]
Help yourself.
[That's the question though, isn't it...]
Me? I'm going home, I guess. Had planned on it since day one.
[And he takes a bite of his cookie.]