Jim tries not to beat himself up too much about the whole bagel thing, but it feels like he still wants the ground to swallow him whole.

"I'm still sorry," he says, scratching the side of his face, just for something to do with his hands that wouldn't get him further into the pit than he already is. He laughs with her, though, and that eases his tension a little bit.

"Jim," he says, offering his hand for her to shake. "I was listening to you earlier! Chocolate, huh? That sounds like a pretty useful memory," he smiles. He's absolutely atrocious at cooking anything more complicated than 'Pasta and Sauce', 'Rice and Sauce, 'Potatoes and Sau'- you get the idea.