"I just need some tea and something with strength to it. Maybe one of those omelets with carrots you made yesterday," Zelda told him. "And good morning. You don't look exactly bright-eyed and bushy-tailed yourself, so I think that omelet should be doub- er, tripled. Maybe quadrupled, with as little as you ate last night."
She paused. "Just to check, I didn't wake you, did I?"