"But we bothered them with mine, huh?" Dan replied, one eyebrow raised as he thought it through. Then he smiled and pointed at Jack, using the croissant for emphasis. "You better be careful, or I'll mention this idea to Abra and you'll never hear the end of it if she thinks it'll make you feel better. Which reminds me, I should give you the rest of the herbal tablets Henry gave me, since they're for joint pain and I don't have that any more. Thanks to the Jedi."
Then he took a bite of his pastry, and did not talk around his food. He waited until he'd swallowed. "So you're okay with looking at the '78 model of Jack Torrance, okay," he said, absently wishing he had some coffee that wouldn't go cold on him as soon as he lifted the cup.
"I like this part of having this body," he admitted after another bite, "it's fun."