Admittedly, Steve knows right from the moment he walks in that Kono can tell he's gotten some that morning. He hides a smile behind a cough and tosses the box from Liliha's down on the desk, hoping a little baked goodness will distract the rest of the team from hounding him too much.

It's a slow morning, no calls from the Governor yet, and he's catching up on some filing when he hears the sound of high heels on the tile outside followed by a knock on the door. Setting the folder down, he pushes his chair back and heads over, pushing the door open.

"Can I help - whoa."