Miguel nodded at the announcement and nipped in behind the counter to grab a mug. "Are you good for coffee or do you want some?" he asked, hunting for one of the bigger mugs as he spoke.
Once he was sorted for caffeine, belly warm from the first few mouthfuls, he leaned his hip against the counter and watched what Bucky was doing. "Are you usually here this early? I have no idea what time it is but I'm guessing it's early."
Lyla piped up at that point and announced the time for them both, before manifesting over on the counter beside Bucky, watching how he worked with the bagels and taking notes. Miguel just groaned when he heard the time. "Shocking hell, that's disgusting," he muttered and then drank more coffee.