As Sophia stretched she noticed the delicious smell of bacon and coffee. Tumbling off her sofa bed, she strolled over to the kitchen. Andre was busy preparing food, a fresh pot of coffee sat on the bench, and the table was set for one, with a steaming cup of coffee waiting for her. A small pitcher of milk, a sugar jar, and a glass of juice sat waiting, along with a small plate with a piece of toast. The main plate was missing, with Andre busy plating up the omelette he had prepared. At a loss for words, Sophia sat down at the table and Andre delicately placed the plate in front of her.

"Oh.. Wow Andre.. This looks amazing! You sure know how to cook.. Where did all this fresh food come from? Hasn't the house been empty for weeks? ... I mean, aside from you of course."