She heard him come down as she was cooking the eggs. The coffee and the bacon were done, and the eggs were the last thing. "Good morning, hope you slept well." April sighed as he grabbed himself a cup of coffee, but didn't offer to get her one. But that was him, and April now remembered why she turned to Simon in the first place.<br/><br/>"Could you get me a cup also?" she was sweet about it, but resented him for just thinking of himself and not her. She finished the eggs, and placed them on a plate with the bacon and put it on the table for him. She just wondered if anything would ever change between them.