The human didn't seem to hold his friend in the best of lights with the rather interesting description that had been given. Wasn't that just a pansexual with satyriasis? Honestly, he wasn't well versed in that area of the medical field, not really keen on taking on sexual disorders tied in to some probably deeply affected psychological issues. Sticking to the physical side of things, with minor prodding in the other fields, was enough for this ghoul's plate. That's for sure. He didn't comment on it, though, since Ray really preferred to keep his nose out of other people's bedrooms, unless it was relevant to the issue he had to try and deal with. And, even then, he sometimes learned far more than he ever wanted to about other people's sex lives.<br/><br/>A laugh was offered up at the explanation with the filled doughnuts. The doctor couldn't really enjoy the pastry, but it seemed like most humans preferred the kind with shoved inside of them. It was cute how this patient held a different opinion, and then promptly fumbled over a failed explanation. If Angel hadn't groaned that, Ray wouldn't have connected the dots to it being an accidental innuendo. After all, he wasn't expecting any flirting or anything after how last night had gone, so it was easy to completely miss the less innocent imagery that was implied.<br/><br/>When they arrived, he reached a hand out to catch the opened door, then he followed the other male on inside. His hands sank into his pockets as he followed the other through the small store and over to the drink section. When he was asked about what he drank, the scoff was met with a brow quirked up. Dr. Nelson wasn't sure what that soft sound was about, but he reached in to the refrigerated door and grabbed one of the cold coffee drinks. "I'm not picky, but I think a coffee is a good start for today," he commented, then gently took the bottle of lemonade from the other so that he could be the one to carry things around. Tea, soda, coffee, juice, milk... It didn't really matter what he drank, as his body couldn't really process it anyway. Water was the only 'safe' option, but the monster found that drinking it when still slightly hungry only accelerated the rate of his hunger increasing. He couldn't handle that, so picking something he wasn't able to process seemed like a smarter decision until he got a real meal.<br/><br/>"Pick a couple, if you're hungry," the purple eyed male directed as he nodded his head to the glass case full of different pastries. He then stepped over as well and looked along the colorfully decorated breakfast food. It looked pretty, and he knew that it had to taste good for humans, but... He couldn't get over the fact that attempting to eat such a thing would be like giving a normal person a cake made of cardboard and expecting them to enjoy it. The flavor was bland with a gross texture to it, on a good day. On a bad day, it was rancid, bitter, sour, and felt more like trying to swallow a burning acid. Thankfully, he didn't have to put on the facade of enjoying a typical human meal very often, but today seemed like trying to get out of it might only make things even more awkward and tense, which is what Ray was currently trying to avoid.