"But I was sleeping so good." Yuna complained. "This bed is just so comfy."
"Come now my queen." Tyrell replied. "We mustn't waste any time."
"Do you have coffee?" Yuna asked, still groggy. "I need coffee."
"My queen, if it is breakfast you require, we shall eat before we train." Tyrell said. "I just insist that you keep the breakfast light so that your stomach is not too heavy."
"Not breakfast!" Yuna complained. "Coffee! Or that fruity drink that Peter gave me, that was almost as good."
There was a knock on the door. "Did my new wife sleep well last night?" Joe yelled from the other side of the door. "I brought you something I know that you will enjoy."
