Angus woke and saw Ruby's side of the bed empty and the bassinet empty. It was nice that she had let him sleep. He made the bed and dressed and shaved and then came downstairs, still yawning.
"Morning," he said sleepily to everyone, heading straight for the coffee pot. He filled a mug with coffee and walked over to Sam and lifted his face to look at him. "How's your face? Hm..Well, it's still there..."
"Dude," Victor laughed. "Did you think his face wouldn't still be there this morning? You seriously cant function without coffee, can you?"
"That isn't exactly what I meant," Angus said.
"Well, something just doesn't work for you before coffee. Either you can't think or you can't form sentences. One or the other," Victor replied, and he and Sam were both laughing now.
"I guess when he says he needs a cup of fuel in the morning, he really means it," Sam laughed.
"You two better work on those papers today," Angus said. "The one about conjured food."
"You would remember that," Sam sighed.
"Come on. You've put years and years into this," Angus said. "Don't blow it this close to finishing. Follow through. You agree to follow through, and I'll talk to Ruby about all of us going on a trip maybe to Tuscany this summer, and I'll show you the family place in Italy." He wasn't going to tell them that he and Ruby had already talked about it.
"We've never been out of England," Victor said.
"Then it's about time, but that means you have to get him to finish."
"he'll finish," Victor said.