[He gives him a wry little smile and steps inside, careful of all the stuff on the floor. Geniuses at work, watch your step.] I won't stay long and disturb your flow. I have a briefing with Captain Apple in about half an hour.

[It's hard to find a bit of available surface in the cluttered office, but when he does, he partially unpacks the bag he brought - bottled drinks, and what seem to be sack lunches from a deli. Nothing fancy, just sandwiches, chips, fruit, carrot sticks, cookies. They're labeled by name, one for Tony, one for Michael, even one for Ray, though he hasn't met Ray.]

Brought food, though. Do me a favor and make sure Tony eats?