Vincent could hear A.J. calling him and telling him to hurry up. So he quickly picked out something to wear. He settled on a white v-neck t-shirt, a pair of dark gray jeans, dark blue jacket, and a gray sock hat. Then he put on his black converse and headed out of the bedroom. He walked down the hallway and into the dining room. He was rather surprised by what A.J. had done, making breakfast. "Trying to find a way to apologize to me, eh?" he smiled, walking past her and taking a seat across the table from her. Vincent did like to eat, but his favorite treat that always made him happy was something sweet or sugary, like Chinese Sugar Bread. For some reason, it always made him feel better. But breakfast from A.J. was nice too.<br/><br/>He took his fork and knife, slowly cutting the pancakes up so they were easier for him to eat. He started to eat some of them, smiling and giving her a thumbs up to tell her that she did good this time. As he was eating, he could not help but see her blushing. She looked to be spaced out or thinking about something. What was she thinking about? He didn't want to put her on the spot so he continued eating, munching on some of the bacon and then back to the pancakes. Maybe things would be better today, even though his morning didn't turn out the way he hoped, aside from getting kicked off the bed. Clearly, A.J. had misunderstood. He would have thought she'd learn by now that he wasn't the type to do anything to her. "So, why did you kick me out of bed this morning?" he asked, starting conversation.