Damn, you weren't kiddin'...you take food delivery seriously.

[Wolfwood is going to flop into a sit on the couch in front of the coffee table where the box ends up, resting his arms across his knees.]

Everyone here's a fiend for sweets, so those ain't gonna last long. 'Specially when you got Vash and Ain in the same room. That cobbler ain't gonna stand a chance.

[He will take one of the coffees for himself, though. Mmmm.]