Chris awoke, noticing that April was already up and about somewhere in the house.  He sat up and took a deep breath, by the scent of fresh coffee she was probably in the kitchen.  With a yawn, Chris got out of bed and slipped his feet into his usual pair of slippers and headed out to the kitchen.  "Good morning, sweetheart."  He gave April a kiss on the cheek as he passed her by, "...Mmm, that coffee smells wonderful.  I think I'll have to help myself to a cup."  Chris pulled his mug off the cup rack and poured himself a nice hot cup of coffee.