"Yes, I think I can manage that." Reluctantly, Blaise set down his coffee. He could probably get to Higher Grounds and back before it had even cooled. "What do you want?" Now that he was going out, a bacon sandwich appealed. Or maybe hot, fresh croissants, the perfect accompaniment to his coffee.
He casually Summoned his cloak and some shoes. Blaise held out his arm, the cloak draping over it, while the shoes landed nicely at his feet.