[ She grimaces sympathetically as he talks; the hoarseness and coughing lead her to believe that he is not fine. ]

I don't mind sharing, here--

[ She rifles through her backpack and produces a little bottle with a twist-off cap. It's filled with strawberry-flavored milk! ]

Ah! I picked that up yesterday -- at a convenience store, I think -- because I thought it would be good wiiiith--

[ Another dig through her backpack; this time, she pulls out a glazed doughnut, protectively wrapped in a handkerchief. Parts of it still got kind of squished, though. ]

This! It is a doughnut; wanna split it?