[He's a little embarrassed to be so defensive, and he manages an equally sheepish smile back.]
...Sorry.
[Usually he'd be rubbing the back of his neck right now, but- well, that's hard with food in his hands. Instead he gives an awkward kind of half-shrug.]
I think it was the one over there? Outside the coffee shop...
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...Sorry.
[Usually he'd be rubbing the back of his neck right now, but- well, that's hard with food in his hands. Instead he gives an awkward kind of half-shrug.]
I think it was the one over there? Outside the coffee shop...