Bruce smiled, "yah we can go eat that's probably hank making breakfast." He got out of the bed, grabbing his shirt and putting it on. "Now I'm wondering what sena would have done if she had taken control and tried to stop me from leaving the room last night?" He was curious about that in his own way, as he put the shirt on. Then he grabbed his boots slipping them on, then finally grabbing his leather jacket putting it on.