[ Okay, so TJ might be a bit more adorable than Sam had been expecting, expression brightening at the thought of pastries. Sam holds back a chuckle, nodding at him. ]

Let me just put a couple of things away and grab my coat then. Shouldn't take long.

[ He gets it done in record time, hoping the whole time that TJ won't get bored an wander off, but somehow he's still there by the time Sam returns, jacket in hand, a minute later. ]

Sorry about that. Being responsible sucks sometimes.

Place is just down the street though. Let me treat you to a drink for making you wait. [ He can be pretty smooth himself, after all. ]