It's not like she's trying to, and she really didn't see this one coming. She'd been thinking maybe he'd come with her to help her pick one out. One more chance to see him.

"Thank you," she repeats quietly. "That's a lot of work to put in. I'm really grateful." She wonders if he decided this before or after. Probably before. There's no way of asking now. "You realize you don't get to complain about my wanting to treat you to breakfast now, right?"