Jeff sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes lazily. It was hard to shake the dreams out of his head this morning -- although maybe that wasn't that much of a surprise, given what the last few days had been. Still, he was looking forward to just unwinding today... as soon as he found his glasses.
After a moment of his hand searching futilely on the nightstand, he squinted at Zidane as he came to realize. "... hey!" he said, with a laugh. "You'd better give those back!"