Ali could hear Bree coming down the stairs and smiled brightly when she felt her best friend wrap her arms around her waist. "You're very welcome. I rather enjoyed it myself, I was being serious when I said you were the first person in a really long time that I hadn't had to fake anything with."<br/><br/>"Oh...they would totally freak out but in a very good way...I think, at least most guys would. I don't think they'd be upset." She grinned as she felt Bree kiss the back of her neck. Ali fixed herself and Bree a plate and walked over to the table. She sat Bree's plate in front of her and smiled. "I hope you like it. I used strawberry cream cheese because I know you like it." Ali planned on enjoying breakfast and then heading home to get ready so they could leave for work. Her plate was piled high but she was lucky because she never seemed to gain an ounce. Genetics were good like that, the one good thing she'd gotten from her mother.