Jared didn't eat any of the stuff if he could avoid it. The first two weeks he'd kind of gorged himself on the leftovers that he could get ahold of because he didn't have much food at his sister's apartment. He had to fend for himself, so he'd swelled up on all kinds of pastries. He'd made himself sick. Now he just had to hold his breath sometimes and keep going. It was a job and one he was already sucking at.
He looked up at the girl who had googly-eyed the case. She was at least cute. Maybe he could get a number. He did have one of those baby faces, though most people just came in thinking he was a warm body taking their money and nothing else. That was retail and food service right?