"Where am I getting the sweet treats from? It's not like I magically acquired baking XP or anything from being here," Major points out with a confused shrug. "I mean, I guess I could try to barter for some? Do you think they have those things down at the Inn? Or is this something that I need to petition for with the Box Gods?" That reminds him .. "I heard that you apparently got gifted some crazy load of ice cream at some point in the not-so-distant past." Just the mention of the stuff makes Major's teeth ache with desire for it. "How did you manage to score it? Did you collect a hundred signatures or something? Or was it a completely random surprise?"

Major squints with suspicious disapproval.

"Hey, look, okay? I like to be comfortable, and I see no point in being comfortable while also showing support for my favorite sports teams. It's called having spirit, and it's something you're apparently lacking." Don't get between Major and his sports, even in theory. God, what he wouldn't give to get an update on how the Seahawks are doing.