I'm here to man the table next door but if you wanna feed me free baked goods, I'm not complaining.

[ Scott doesn't particularly care about the bandages over his eye and if he did, he sure as hell wouldn't stare at it, since it's not like he's a stranger to people giving him shit over stuff like that. So he slips between the tables to take up his seat a couple of feet away. ]

You here on detention too?