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I like waking up with him.

That shouldn't stop you from making something for yourself.

I'm still going to. Do you or don't you want anything?

[A thoughtful look crossed her face and she rocked on her feet before nodding.] Yes! I'll have something, too. Thanks.

What do you want?

Something bready?

You know, if you want toast, you can go and make toast.

Pancakes, muffins, pastries, waffles... Why don't I leave the menu to the good judgement of a fine chef?

You know that you just make it sound like you're trying to suck up to me, right?

Couldn't possibly be that I like your food?

Only a little.

[A slow smile spread over her lips and Lila stepped a little closer.] I really like your food.

[He looks down at her, smiling himself] I think you're a little biased.

What makes you think that? I've had a lot of world-class cuisine.