Cressida laughed. "I'm always hungry, but that's not my fault." She nodded and turned away from the door a little to start walking in the direction of Mike's. Her mouth started watering at his list of breakfast foods, and her stomach announced that it was time for second breakfast. A little surprised by his hand suddenly on her middle, she gently put her fingers over his and smiled. "It's a boy," she said quietly, "but you have to promise not to tell. It's still a secret." She held out her little finger to him. "Pinkie promise?"