Marijuana wrinkled his nose slightly as he thought about dinner. "Well, my fridge is stuffed with booze, so we don't have many options. I can do mac and cheese, grilled cheese... or breakfast for dinner, bacon, eggs, that sort of thing." Even thinking about it made his stomach growl slightly and he realized he hadn't had much to eat since lunch, which was odd for him.
Marijuana simply returned that grin, raising his eyebrows. "Hey, if you get to laze around in boxers, it's only fair that we get to as well." He looked toward the kitchen and began the slow process of untangling himself from his siblings gently. "I'm liking the breakfast for dinner option, that alright with everyone?" Hopefully he still had pancake batter somewhere, he made a mean batch of pancakes.