Togusa nods firmly. "Mm. Breakfast first." He stands up to go to the refridgerator, because he is pretty insistent on making breakfast, if Shuji helped him out so much last night.

He grabs a few eggs and some rice, a quick stir fry for breakfast, then sets up the coffee maker. He is followed through the kitchen by a very hopeful Daisuke, staring up at him.