A blonde gent who looks like a corporate Goth, given his black suit under a black leather duster, a basket with a couple bottles of red wine and a loaf of artisan bread in one black gloved hand, might be staring first at the box of Twinkies, then at the Gothic-looking kid holding it. Or appears to, given that his actual gaze is hidden behind dark sunglasses.

"They're likely adjacent to bread, since they both have carbohydrates, but the question remains if those claim any other nutritional value. I'm sure some wag has made a joke about the box being more nourishing," he says, the slightest smirk of amusement playing at the corners of his mouth.