[Promising Weiss that he would successfully sneak her a cup of coffee, Jaune strode into the waiting room in a hurry, catching sight of the familiar spiky hair from his peripheral vision. He was surprised to find him still waiting. Whoever he was must have cared deeply. Did he know Weiss? Jaune didn't know how to ask. Pausing awkwardly, he put a hand on his hip before he dove in.]
I'm going to go to the cafe and pick up some coffee. Did you want anything?
[Backdated Action in the Hospital Waiting Room]
I'm going to go to the cafe and pick up some coffee. Did you want anything?