Truthfully, Foggy wouldn't blame anyone for stealing to eat. It's an age-old argument for people in his career track, and the long-running theme of some of the most moving stories to ever grace the entertainment industry. Does anyone blame Jean Vajean? Most people didn't sympathize with Javert, despite knowing that laws were laws for a reason.

Smirking slightly, he asks, "What, eat beans together? Cold beans?" It's weird to find that so funny when they're standing in darkness quietly wondering if their lives were are danger. Well, one of them, at least. "Uh, yeah, I guess I could. But I don't have a can opener and I'm a little worried prying things with a knife in total darkness."

He looks up and down the hallway as if he'll see anything, but is simply following the natural reaction of his body. "If we can find some candles or a flashlight, I'd feel better about it." When he reaches behind him to twist his door handle, he pauses. Curses. Tries again.

Locked. He has locked himself out of his own apartment. "Dammit," he mutters, and presses his forehead against his hotel door. The light bump bump bump is surely Foggy mentally chastising himself. He checked the lock, but with the whole building in so much disrepair, should he really be surprised?