From the outside, Roman hadn't had any idea how big or small of an establishment the flower shop was. He easily imagined Zack slapping the sandwich together from the little fridge everyone shared. The hesitation makes it obvious.

That had been his sandwich.

And from the look on Zack's face, Roman could only marvel aloud, "You're not k-kiddin', are you?"

He shook his head. A creature of opportunity, he was. But a fool he wasn't. If he took too much, he might not get anything else in the future.

"Nah, man, I was just c-curious. Thought about makin' my own sometime. Maybe with a fiver for flavor."

Roman flashed Zack a charming, flat-toothed grin.