<span style="font-style: italic">"Actually I thought it would be nice to be alone in the house for awhile."</span>Max had said, a slight smile playing on his handsome face.<span style="font-style: italic">"By the way, do you have a driver's license?"</span>Rimion could not help but chuckle at the mention of Max's want to be home alone for a while. He was now wondering how long Randy was going to take with getting all of those groceries. The thought of having Max all to himself, though tempting was an interesting notion. Though he did want to surprise Max with breakfast, he would have gladly went to the store, be it walking or with a car. "Well that was thoughtful of you... And actually, I do... But I don't have my own car and I would have gladly walked. If I don't take care of myself, I won't be able to be the best me!" He said, showing his driver's license to Max. In the picture, there was a great difference in the Rimion in the picture than the hulking, beastly-looking man standing shirtless and smiling next to Max. That Rimion was much smaller and somewhat cuter in the face. He may have had muscle, but compared to him now, he was probably 1/4 as strong as he is nowadays.<br/><br/>Though it sounded a bit ironic that Rimion would still be punished for not assuming Max took his coffee black, despite that the coffee was good in taste. "Well you know what is said about "assuming", don't you? It makes an ass of you and me." Rimion said, chuckling slightly. "So I dared to take that chance. Would you prefer your coffee black from now on?"<br/><br/>It seemed like Max liked what he saw in Rimion, perhaps it alluded to their unfinished ideas. At Max's answer to whether he liked Rimion this way, he couldn't help but stop flexing, a smirk playing on his face, "Care to share those ideas?"