Martin blocked off part of his schedule so that he could make it to his second one of these things at a decent hour. As such, he gives a little wave to the man with the plate of donuts.

"At least the coffee's fresh this time. I guess once they realized we have to deal with this ... portal stuff ... they could at least caffienate us properly." He thinks about offering a handshake, but the other man has his hands full, so he simply pauses for a nod and smile instead. "Martin Whitly."