Oliver whisked around, startled. He blinked at the sight of his co-worker in an overly-stimulated fasion. "Oh. Hello, Liam. What are you doing up so early?" he asked.
He hurried over to the coffee maker and gestured vaguely. "I made coffee! There's probably a couple... " (he looked at it more closely) "...er, one cup left. It's fresh. If you like... ?"