Fred stopped in the doorway, slightly stunned, a bun caught between his teeth. Two cups of tea were looped precariously on the fingers of his right hand, his left held another bun. He leant down and balanced the one in his mouth on the rim of a teacup so he could reply.
"Nature called," he said with a shrug. "So I took a leak. And then it called again and told me it wanted tea and a snack, now, so..." He lifted his full hands. "And after that I thought maybe my favourite brother would want some too, since something tells me he's a little high-strung at the moment, and I thought, while I'm getting some for him, why the hell not have some more myself? So here I am."