Hartley sipped his tea. Or he had, only to look at Paco with consternation now. "Grossed out?" That didn't sound like something he wanted to do to his friends. He looked at Leonard for help and wasn't surprised when the man turned, heading back out the door.

"I'll bring some hot chocolate."

"...sorry. I didn't know you didn't like tea." He could work past that. "Will Barry even come here? I know he doesn't care for me. Rightfully so."