Rick nods tiredly, and opens the door to his apartment. Maybe when he finally wakes up, he would have the power to cook himself before he decide to do anything else. He went into his bedroom, and just feel asleep, didn't wake up until the sun hits him in the face. Groaning, he wakes up when he heard knocking on his door. Rick yawns, as he answers it to see a young woman with a full bag of tangerines. "Oh...good morning, Yulia..." This is his other neighbor, young daughter of fruit vendors that would give him some food sometimes. This is a godsend, as he get something for free.<br/><br/>"Good morning, would you like some Tangerines?" She asked him.<br/><br/>"Sure, give me ten, and we'll be good." He said, as he gladly takes them. Breakfast is served.