Rey Kuzco
Rey arrived a bit later than he had predicted, mostly because of that fact that he had gotten a bit too caught up in an imaginary concert he was giving. It wasn't his fault, of course. Music just ran through his body and he happened to let himself be swept away by it more than a few times. Thankfully it was Mikey he was having breakfast today that morning. If he had arrived late for some of his other friends - cough, cough, Yzma - Rey would simply never hear the end of it. That was a trait that Rey happened to like about Mikey. He was loyal, too nice for his own good, and gullible; as some would say (aka Rey), he was a great lackey. That being said, Rey did consider him a friend in his own odd way.
"Yo, Mikey!" Rey's voice boomed through the air when he spotted his friend already seated in a booth. A silly grin had made it's way on his face as his hand moved into the air to give half a wave. Making his way over to Mikey, Rey notices him working on the kid menu's puzzles with a crayon. His eyes immediately brightened up. "Oh, have you done the maze yet? I rock at those," he bragged as he sat across his friend. He quickly noticed that most the puzzles were completed except the Sudoku puzzle. His eyebrows scrunched up together in distaste. Rey wasn't good with numbers and simply put didn't have the patience for those kind of puzzles. Quickly, Rey took the regular menu and began flipping through it. He began to glance over the pictures and food, analyzing all of them like it was the first time he had seen them. Rey always had a hard time figuring out things, what to eat fo example. In the end, Rey would usually always end up picking the same thing he always did in the end. In that case, it would be pancakes and a chocolate milkshake. Rey wasn't aware of his habit though, and like always, began trying to decide what would please his hunger.