"Nuthin?" Fred gave him a look. "Nuthin a burrito can't fix?" She held up the still wrapped yumminess in a soft flour shell. "Nuthin at all?" She was teasing him a little, but the smile suggested she wasn't trying to hurt his feelings.
"Com'on, Jake. Eat something; it'll make you feel better. Then you can tell me what else is bothering you. You seem a little out of sorts, and that's just not good." The brainy female nodded with a smile. It was nice way to forget that she still had a not so happy sitting in the back of her mind, weighing down her heart a little. She'd live with it. It felt good to help someone else.