"It does, actually." He wasn't going to hide the fact that he was a little worried over her. Not because she knew he was already and found him sweet for doing so, but because that was how he was. There was no sense in her stressing herself out if Rigby could take care of some of it for her.
Her 'thank you' came through loud and clear, and his hand fell away so he could keep eating. "This your first class teachin', or just your first one here? And what subject do you teach?" Maybe she'd told him that already, but at the moment he couldn't remember.
"Oh my lord, pecan pie. Ain't had that in ages." And he hadn't, not in several years. Sometimes you found in on the menu in the diners down South, but it was never as good as the real thing. "I could go either way, I do enjoy the peaches. Don't think Fina's ever been anywhere 'cept LA and here, so she'll have to experience it for herself."