The Master didn’t come to bed last night. Which was odd, but you decided not to look for him. He hated to be disturbed, after all. You hadn’t realized what he was doing all night until you went into the kitchen to make breakfast this morning.

As soon as you step into the kitchen, you notice the Master perched on the counter, his eyes wide and twitching. And then you see the several cups of coffee on the counter next to him.