The next morning, Isaac slowly opens his eyes as the light from the sun hits his face. Groggily, he sits up and rubs his eyes before yawning. [i]Wonder when I fell asleep,[/i] he thinks, looking down only to find that he didn't even change out of his day clothes. As he stands, Vincent says, [i]You got me. More importantly, though, is what we're having fro breakfast.[/i] Shrugging, Isaac leaves his room and walks into the kitchen to look for ideas on what to make.