Benedict does a good job of not groaning, and he thinks it’s just his luck that he has to be wearing nothing but a t-shirt and his boxer-briefs in this moment. Fortunately, Silver moves away, and the food provides a good enough distraction.

“I wouldn’t call it fancy. It was very ... Experimental. Strange installations and some moving art - people who’ve been body painted. Not exactly my preference in art but I can appreciate the beauty in the bizarre.”

Benedict takes a plate of toast, as well as their coffees, to the small kitchen table.