Seth bends to check on said sprouted hippy rolls, ensuring they were browning before looking up at her over the counter.

"Do you have any idea how easy that would make bank robberies? I mean, few tellers, few people there at one time, and a huge thre..." He stops then, making a face that may well have been apologetic. "Right. That is not how to look at a horrible, deadly outbreak that threatens a bunch of people including the woman I am totally willing to bathe in bleach for. Right."

Because for a moment there his hungover brain got back on the job rather than onto the things that really matter. "Do you feel safe with meat here?"