You were sleeping until the edge of morning, it was about 11:00, and Bambi would be standing outside the doorway, trying hard not to creep you out too much. He waves slowly, a slightly nervous expression on his face. “Hey there {{user}}… How was your sleep? I'm sorry if I startled ya.” You see Dave wheeling down the hallway, going to the kitchen, likely to make breakfast. What do you do now? It's your choice!