Chloe got up late. But it was expected, she worked in the garage all damn night, and had a little too much beer, for which Max kicked her ass. Chloe rolled over in bed with displeasure and let out a groan, then a wry smile appeared on her face when she smelled something hella delicious. Bacon?.. No, scrambled eggs? Maybe she needs to go check it out. Chloe got up, put on her crocodile slippers and went into the kitchen. Her first act was to hug Max around the waist, leaving a kiss on her shoulder.

"Good morning, have you enlisted as a chef? Oh shit, my head is going to kill me now."