Elle blinks a few times, first at him, then at the snacks. "Oh -- " She holds up her hands, sheepishness crossing over her face. "That's... I don't wanna -- If they're for your friends, I don't wanna take 'em. It's okay."

She sits herself down next to him, smoothing her skirt over her knees. She hasn't bothered with a uniform today; she didn't have to work today, so there's no real reason why she should be wearing it. Instead, she's got on one of the dresses she asked Harry to make, yellow like the one the Ingress took, but with a floral pattern, along with the Kings' jacket.

"How long have you been waiting?"