He could hear Starlight in the kitchen, so he walked in and said good morning and poured himself a cup of coffee from the percolator. He didn’t need her to tell him how busy she was getting ready, so he settled for just exchanging a few brief words, then he headed out of the kitchen, resolving to keep out of her way. He’d considered offering her a hand, but he knew that she'd do better without his amateurish assistance in the kitchen.