Nux still had his hands against the glass, staring at the various pastries and the like. He thinks -- as he dragged his hands away from the window -- most will probably be thrown out tomorrow, won't they? Should he got back tomorrow when they'd be a little cheaper?

"Hm?" He didn't expect someone to else be out, let alone speak to him willingly. Norms don't do that, do they? Or they stop after they get a good look at him. "Yes, just need a bit of a tip off for the night. It's going to be a long one." But he smiled, happy about the idea that he would be wandering around the dark.