Bret just smirked at the joke he’d make breakfast. He had no idea how they might get that much bulk cold cereal up here, but that was about all he was good for in the mornings. He finished up his meal, clearly relishing every bit of it, and then noticed Carver had joined them. “Fuck man, you trying to make me look bad in front of these lovely ladies?” His tone said he was clearly joking. “How the hell can you be so put together before the coffee?” He shot them all a wide smile and lifted himself from the seat and walked, a bit more upright and human, over to the coffee pot.<br/><br/>He finished the pot off, and immediately set it up for another. One was not enough for him, much less 3 others. Talking to them as he did so, “Well, since Captain Morning Person here is setting a grand example for us all to follow, what’s on the docket today? I figure power might be high on folks wants, as well as those sensors. I’m supposed to have our cliché reality TV video booth set up so folks can secretly talk shit about...er, I mean record our very scientific thoughts and feelings in the name of research.” He turned and winked at them all.<br/><br/>Looking at them all, it was a good bunch. He didn't fit the bunch at all, but he figured that was the point. He smiled again, “Dibbs on the shower, but I’ll be quick. I’ll be ready in ten....” He about left it there but just couldn’t help himself. He called back as he walked away, “Unless the shower has company...then I promise to be a lot longer...” What the hell, its not like he was going to stop flirting any time soon. Not until a good day or two after he was dead anyway.<br/><br/>He grabbed his stuff and walked into the bathroom and decided on the first improvement to the house would need to be a much larger shower, just in case anyone ever did take him up on the offer. True to his word, he was out, dressed, and ready to roll in ten minutes; grabbing yet another cup of coffee. “Right, so who wants to go see what toys they left us for power generation and all that?”