"Well, I would say that you had the better end of the deal, as you only have to try a bite, politely, and tell me you're full. I've got to slave away to burn your breakfast." He laughed, moving to his study done the corridor from his bedroom and moving to the desk, finding the correct button on the intercom with Aiden still on the line.
"Bailey, take a car to pick up Mr Adams at the ACDN Office, and stop off at his apartment on the way back here, if you will." He said, and waited for a short confirmation before he turned his attention back to Aiden. "It'll probably be the Rolls, I'm afraid. Bailey likes the way it drives and point-blank tells me I don't use it enough." He explained, running a hand through his hair and wondering how much time he would have to both was and dress before the young man arrived.