"We lost some stock at the diner, just due to overripening and natural decay," she explains, holding the list up so he can get a look. "I have to figure out some meal plans with what didn't spoil, and make a strategy for replacements. Building projects and such are fine after a few weeks on hold, but food ... totally different story."

She shifts a little and gestures for him to have a seat. "How're you? Writing anything down for the Archives? Come to get my side of it on record, maybe?"