He manages to catch his breath, leaning on the door frame, and straightens, running a hand through his ruffled hair to fix it and pulling down his slightly askew shirt so that it wasn't riding up as much.

"Yeah," he starts, giving his hair another go through before abandoning it. "But you wouldn't have been impressed," he finished, giving a small grin when he did.

Tommy watched her as she moved to the door, and then pushed off the frame, joining her. He did actually bring some money--since it wasn't like he actually paid for the chocolate stuff--but he's glad she has her wallet. He's not entirely sure just how much he grabbed it being a new currency and all that.

"Yeah, it doesn't seem fun if it doesn't wear off in like, five minutes," he gave a shrug, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"So. Lead the way, cafe expert."