<sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Kitchen</span></strong></sup><br/><br/>Robert, his tight shorts not hiding his subconsious reaction to the two beautiful women in skimpy bikinis in the kitchen very well, shakes his head and laughs at Stephanie. "I know not this 'feed' you speak of. Seriously though, I need to eat a lot, guess it's all the swimming."<br/><br/>Taking a seat and adjusting himself, he waved at Derek with a grin, raising an eyebrow slightly at Stephanie's greeting of him, but also looking a little...distant for a moment.<em>Wish I had somebody to greet me like that,</em>he thinks, before Devlin's question snaps him out of it. "Hm? Oh, well, I'm on the swim team." As his physique, a little hidden by the loose gray shirt and not hidden at all by the tight gray shorts, indicates. "I'm not too bad at it, but I can be better, so I work out and exercise as much as I can." Smiling, as he digs into his stack of flapjacks.