Yep! ( And there's actually a little grin as he brandishes a tin, popping it open and bringing it over as the coffee brews, along with a little plate. ) For m-me and Max. Uh, I m-make d-dessert, too.
( And thus, he holds out the tin in offering, so she can see. ) It's uh, chocolate b-brownie? With n-nuts.
( Looking down at it, for a moment, before it occurs to him that he's holding a tin of brownies to the future queen of England, and he gulps a little. ) I c-can um, serve some up if you uh, you w-would like to try.
( A beat. ) I'm m-more the serving c-class, I g-guess. ( An apologetic shrug. ) Than the served, I m-mean. I-- yeah.
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( And thus, he holds out the tin in offering, so she can see. ) It's uh, chocolate b-brownie? With n-nuts.
( Looking down at it, for a moment, before it occurs to him that he's holding a tin of brownies to the future queen of England, and he gulps a little. ) I c-can um, serve some up if you uh, you w-would like to try.
( A beat. ) I'm m-more the serving c-class, I g-guess. ( An apologetic shrug. ) Than the served, I m-mean. I-- yeah.