"With breakfast?" She asked, thinking for a moment. An extra pair of hands in the kitchen would be nice. "Okay. Hope you can cook." She walked happily down to the kitchen.<br/><br/>"Okay... let's see what we have available..." She looked over the pantry, seeing what they had available. More pancake mix, but she didn't like making the same thing more then once in consecutive days. Half loaf of bread, some butter in the fridge, and a half pack of bacon. Wonder if he even knew what he has in his kitchen? Oh, some steaks... hope he's not saving these. "Hey... does he have a food processor? I have an idea."