"I basically exist on coffee and scotch," Neil says with a laugh, which maybe isn't funny, but he's still doing it, soft and gentle as they get into the line. "I might get something to eat, though, I haven't since I got to work. We were busy today."

Not irregular, but surprising since it was an early morning shift. Still, Neil doesn't mind. A cookie, and he'll be good until lunch.

"So what are we shopping for, exactly?"