Behave yourself? I'll believe that when I see it, Tyki Mikk. [Julie taunts him, amusement threaded through her voice. Any thoughts of dozing off have all but fled her now. How could she even think of falling asleep? She can't place the tune he hums, though she feels as if she ought to know it and draws her lower lip between her teeth in thought while she watches him finish up with breakfast.

This is stupid. This is so stupid. She questions what she's doing while she can still feel the tingle of how firmly he'd pressed his lips to hers.]

Um, black coffee's fine.

[It's taken when offered, along with the food, and she smiles at him again when he joins her.]

Don't think I'd fit in with fine dining. We can't all play fancy noble as well as you.