As he begins to order he looks at her with each question: what kind of bagel, what he’d like on it, and so on. At one point he hesitates, and she says, “I had sun dried tomatoes.” I’m not sure, but I think he asks for sun dried tomatoes, too.
“Toasted or untoasted?” the woman behind the counter asks. He glances at her, uncertain. “Mine is untoasted,” she says. “But I don’t like toasted bagels.”
He hesitates a moment. Then, “I don’t either,” he tells the woman behind the counter.