Lex hadn't quite figured out what changed about the coffee machine, but what came out into the cup tasted a lot better than what it used to taste like. It was that time again in the office when there was hardly anyone around - just those with no family or nowhere else to be, or had too much work to do and too little time to do it.
He made two cups; might as well, since he was already here making one for himself.
As he headed out of the pantry and back to his office, he dropped off one of the cups with Miles.
"Stare at it long enough and it just might write itself," he commented offhandedly, turning to head back over to his desk.