[Sitting up straight with legs crossed under her now, Jean peers at his choices, noting, with approval, his switch to sunglasses. It always looked a little odd, the uniform with sunglasses. Unlike the civilian close with the visor, which just looked badass, somehow. Strange, that the same basic combinations could result in such different looks.] Well-- they should be fresh, at least. Having everything be free means they cycle out pretty quick, so get replaced on a regular basis. Or at least, it seems like it.

[Her hand hovers between the two sandwiches, choosing, finally,the one that looked something like a roast beef concoction. She chats easily, while she unwraps the sandwich.]

So-- exactly how long were you training before I came in and ruined everything?