"And then? You get the aftertaste," he says with a rueful shake of his head. Leave him his icing and sprinkles. Chocolate cream has him tasting the whole thing for ages, until he can brush his teeth. Nu-uh.

He takes a bite of his own, follows it up with a sip of his coffee, balances the two like a goddamn juggler with how easy it is even as he keeps his hand on wheel. One does not ask how he does that unless they want a story.

"Chocolate cream is an 'only in the office' for me."

He glances over at Jacobi just as he's licking the cream off and thankfully he knows how to keep his eyes on the road. Because it's...

Hmm.