[hmmmmmmmmmmm breakfast on the run... tempting. But he shakes his head after looking Crea over for a worryingly long time.]

No. Just don't stop me on the way to the buffet.

[His jacket is tied around his hips as he opens the front door, sliding out into the morning air.]

Come on. I want to look for sports drinks at the gift shop. I'm gonna need a few.