Sal leaned back in his chair as he sipped his cup of coffee, chuckling lightly as he remembered the blush the kid had. Cute, innocent. He clicked a button and Celtic music began to play from his computer speakers.<br/><br/>He watched the clock and hummed as he thought of several things he'd have to do when he took over the family business. Purging, laws, contracts, trading, and many other endeavors.<br/><br/>"BREAKFAST IS ON THE COUNTER!" Sal jumped lightly and glanced a look at his door, in the general direction of the kitchen. He usually didn't eat in the morning, but after remembering how dinner tasted, he figured he could change that habit.<br/><br/>Glancing at the clock, it read "8:15". He got up, grabbed his backpack, then headed to the kitchen after shutting his computer off.<br/><br/>He placed his backpack on the counter, refilled his cup, then took a bite of the omelet. He moaned softly, it was delicious. As he ate, he checked to make sure he had everything in his backpack.<br/><br/>Once done, he hollered out a "Thank you" on his way out. One more cup of coffee in a to go cup.