"Robots have plenty of soul." Joly grumps, as Courfeyrac leaves. "Just because you don't understand their design--oh, there's still another croissant!" Fear his epic wrath, Courfeyrac.

Joly tears the croissant in two somewhat awkwardly. "What are we going to do about this? I'm sure Courfeyrac will be very diligent in looking for the key, but eventually we'll still have to, well. Get up from the table." For a start.