You woke up, yawning as you scratch your head. You look around for abit, before getting off the bed. A sigh escapes your lips as you exit the bedroom, before the smell of toast hits your nostrils. Quickly, you make your way to the kitchen, where you see your husband making breakfast.

He senses you nearby, as he puts his coffee cup down before turning around to face you.

Scientist Brick Battler: "Good morning. You slept well, im guessing?"