"Sources," Rodney scoffs. But clearly the man did, indeed, have sources. Well, fine. Rodney will find sources of his own, thank you very much. "Maybe I will." And then he blinks. "I leave my office. Lots of times. I have a lab--a very small lab, granted, but a lab nevertheless--set up in my apartment in lieu of a roommate."

That's probably not what John meant.

"And I get coffee."

A little better?

The place they're headed doesn't seem to be all that far; the market district is just around the corner from where they're ambling along, and Rodney can hear people.