After he was done making breakfast, Jeff took a tray with him to Mia's bedroom and knocked on the door.
Mia, who was inside thinking about what to do and whether or not she should quit her job and leave immediately, looked at the door and went to answer it.
"You want to have breakfast in my room?" She asked with a teasing smile.
"This is for you. We made the meal together so you should have a taste of it," Jeff said as he thrust the tray at her.
"I didn't do anything. I only helped you mix the egg…."
"Whisk," Jeff corrected.
"Yeah. That. Whatever."
"This is yours," Jeff said and Mia hesitantly took it from him.
"Thanks," she said and turned to return inside.
"Did I say something earlier? You seemed peeved by something," Jeff said and she turned to flash him a smile.
