Cataleia had just served up another stack of pancakes to the crowd of people and was taking off her apron to fix her own plate and set one aside for Tommy when she heard him approaching. His voice brought a smile to her face. She paused her singing to sashay over, placing a kiss just barely on his lips. βGood morning, Tommy. Let me fix you a plate.β She assumed that he woke up and went straight to business; that was the Tommy she knew. She moved back to the stove and grabbed a plate, piling it with pancakes, bacon, and eggs. She placed two orange halves on either side and moved to the table where everyone made room for her. βThank you for getting me out of the bathtub last night, bonbon. I didn't mean to pass out there and I didn't mean to take off on you and Aunt Sara like that.β Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as she tucked a stray curl behind her ear and fetched him a fork and a glass of milk. There was butter and syrup already on the table. She moved back to the table and motioned for him to come forward and eat. She wouldn't have time to eat much because she had to meet her dad in less than an hour.