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[hr][b]Location:[/b] Zoie's House
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It was weird waking up in somebody else's house. There was that half-moment of [i]where the hell am I[/i] that passed once the brain booted up enough to remember what had happened the day before. 

That wasn't all that was weird, there was also trying to go through a morning routine in somebody else's house. Mali couldn't brush her teeth because she didn't think to bring a toothbrush with her yesterday, so the inside of her mouth would have to deal with being all gross and sticky. All she had to wear were the borrowed clothes she was already wearing and all that was available in the way of health care products were soap and shampoo. Even if there had been more, Mali wouldn't want to use anything else that might be "owned" by somebody else. So all she could really do was wash her face as best as she could, take a quick shower and make sure her hair wasn't a total mess.

When she stepped down from the guest room (which she had taken care to tidy up after showering), she was only slightly miffed to be the most sloppily dressed person in the room.

[color=D5FF00]"Morning. Didn't expect to see you so soon again, Agent."[/color] Perhaps a more casual greeting than appropriate given how tense/awkward the run-in yesterday was, but that was then, this was now. He was someone she could "trust" so she wouldn't give him a hard time unless he gave her reason to be difficult. There was a lot more she wanted to ask, but it didn't feel like the time to talk business since Zoie had just spent the time to prepare grub for everyone.

When she took a seat at the table to feed herself, her brain automatically went into nutritionist, macro-calulating, number-crunching mode. Each egg was about 6 grams of protein, 7 grams of fat since the yolk was intact and maybe half a gram or carbs. She didn't want to eat all the eggs, so if she ate four or five that would be about 24-30g of protein, 28-35g fat and 2g of carbs. She didn't know what cut of por- Around here she remembered that since she was on a forced break she didn't [i]have[/i] to keep track of all this as stringently as normally.

Even with that in mind, she assembled a very protein oriented breakfast. Probably more than her fair share of eggs, a couple slices of salted pork, a healthy side of yogurt and a slice of cantaloupe for the complex carbs. As much as she wanted to dig in there and then, she would wait for everyone else to be served before starting on anything herself.