Margaret had sat down at this table to rest her legs and sip her hot chocolate, but is pleasantly surprised when the stranger across from her offers his donuts. She raises an eyebrow, then gives him a pleasant smile.

"Thank you," she says, picking one up in a gloved hand and taking a sizeable bite. A few crumbs fall from her mouth and onto the table. She follows up with a sip of hot chocolate, closing her eyes and savoring the combination for a moment.

"You know, I can't remember the last time I was able to indulge like this on New Year's Eve. If you wanted hot chocolate and pastries, you had to go through requisitions, and unless you had a crafty clerk on your side, you were shit outta luck."