"From what I remember, he was much better at taking advantage of other people's wonderful hosting skills." He gave her a look over his shoulder before his upper body disappeared into the fridge. The jerky was immediately passed over, but he grabbed a can of pop for himself - the next best thing to coffee - before straightening up, gesturing vaguely towards the cupboards. "Pretend this is your place and help yourself."
Cole shrugged. "I don't mind. You know, I'd say I like watching you sleep, but that sounds way too Edward Cullen-ish for my liking. Besides, you're a great conversationalist in the time before you fall asleep."