"Oh, decisions, decisions." She bites her lip, because Lena loves her pastries but also knows she can't ask for a taste of all three of them. "Which one is your favorite?"

Maybe the cinnamon one. She can dip it into her coffee. "I need to get a job first, so not to bum for free food every time. And I'm looking into getting back to school again, so I'm sure that will take up free space. But I know, Raleigh. Thank you."