"I don't think so. I keep a pretty tight stock of things in there. Can't recall stuffing in sweets." Though he does chuckle somewhat, as he takes the lead of moving up to the kitchen with Nita following close by. "Maybe it's time I start stuffing my Arms Band with sweets though, perfect for emergencies like this."

It's a good way to comfort somebody, after all. When the Kitchen car is in view, he allows Nita to enter first, again, before going straight for the leftovers covered by the team in charge of cooking for the month. Just bits and pieces from dinner, avocadoes he cares not for, and -

"Aha. Jackpot."

The prophesized leftover pastries are covered in paper towels, nice and neat, preserving some of their flaky crunch. There's some bread too, from breakfast, which only seemed to need a light toasting on the pan. Roland shows this to Nita with a gentle flourish of his open hand, smiling. "Take your pick, ma'am."