"Oh, you want - " says Barry, blinking down at him from where he's twisted to offer the bag. "You mean now? That's - " Barry ducks his head and smiles, a little flustered that the man is even still talking to him. "I'd be delighted."

The danishes are meant for Detective Peretti, and Barry feels conflicted for all of a moment before he decides that this is a much better use of them. "I have twenty minutes before I'm due back at the station," he says, placing his other coffees on the table to take the opposite chair. "Are you a teacher?" he asks of the papers.