[action] d'you mind another tag, and a late one at that?
[A small boy with golden brown hair and rather impressive bags under his eyes shuffles into the kitchen, still dressed in yesterday's white dress shirt and black pants, which are starting to look quite rumpled. He's dragging a ball and chain behind him, but has no robot on his tail just yet.
At the offer, he blinks owlishly, but then his whole countenance changes - he puts on a pleasant smile and straightens up right away.]
If you don't mind, I'd like to take you up on that. It smells incredible in here.