"It sure does," he hummed, turning to kiss her ear.

Smiling, he grabbed a pan from where he had learned they lived, placing it evenly on the stove and adjusting the burner. He dropped a few eggs in it unceremoniously and pulled out another for the pancakes.

"How do you like your eggs?" he asked, still stirring the pancake mix. "And could you put in some toast?"

He knew he had forgotten something. Inevitable.