"It is if your name is Buster Bluth." Michael made a face in remembrance of that memorable affair. Shaking it off, he placed the plate of pancakes and sunny-side up eggs in front of her. Grabbing his own plate, he threw some toast on it and settled in on the stool next to hers

"So.. any plans today?" he asked casually, sipping at his coffee and scooping up egg-yolk with his toast.