Flippy was about to say something else bit than he was interrupted when his stomach seemed to roar. He laughed awkwardly and but smiled yet again. It was a neutral emotion but somehow he smiled. Odd. "Want to go eat?" he asked, hoisting himself onto his elbow, we can talk more there." he suggested, fixing his hair.
"Okay! What do you want to eat for breakfast? I'm going to make breakfast for you today. I mean, if that's okay with you. I wasn't sure if you had anything planned...." As you can see, she had been waiting ever since she woke up for Flippy to get hungry. She had a lot of energy, and she wanted to use that energy to fix Flippy a wonderful breakfast. "I know! You can stay here, and I'll serve you breakfast in bed. What do you think about that?"
Breakfast in bed? That's a first. Hes never actually had a breakfast in bed before and that got him a little exited. After a moment of hesitation he smiled. "Sounds awesome!" he agreed. "As long as you're eatin' with me of course." Flippy seat up and stretched his arms out and tiling his neck twice to crack it. Than he cracked his shoulders. It's a nasty habit but he didn't care since the warning of getting arthritis was a pure myth. The sun beamed through the big glass widows in her room showing that storm passed and it was goig to be a beautiful day. Maybe they could go out for a date? It was still a little cold though.