"What is that sweet smell?" Michaela asked her eyes closed.
"What smell?" Gal answered, happily.
"Why are you happy?" Michaela asked and sniffed the air.
Gal chuckled and waved the bag she had in her hand over Michaela's face. Michaela opened her eyes slowly and yawned. She rubbed her eyes groaning and then asked, "what time is it?"
"Good morning to you too, Michaela," Gal replied.
Michaela sat down and leaned on the headboard, she squinted her eyes and asked, "why are you happy like that?"
"I am always happy," Gal said.
Michaela stared at Gal, surprised. One, Gal was awake before her, and two, she was smiling, three, she has a bag with something sweet in it. She squinted her eyes and asked her, "are you sure you are okay?"
"Yes. I am." Gal said and stood from the bed.
