Vincent accepted the mug, holding it in his hands and taking some sips of it. He set it down on the table, and then looked as breakfast was put in front of him. He took his fork and started to eat some of it. "Just have a headache is all.. But I think I'm fine..." he told, eating. He was trying to remember what happened last night, but nothing was coming to mind. Was he really drunk? No, he remembered only one can.. But it sure was enough to make him forget last night. He shrugged the thought off and continued to eat, since he did eat a lot anyways. Couldn't blame him for having a large appetite. Normally he would eat what he could get, now he's getting food placed in front of him, so of course he will eat and be thankful of it. Vincent wondered what they would be doing today.