Fred didn't like mornings, not at all. He liked sleeping in as long as he possibly could and only then would he drag himself out of bed and get to work. It was the best part about being the co-boss, though, because he got to do whatever he wanted to do and that included sleeping until he felt like going down to work because he had employees to open the store if need be.
Today, though, he didn't get to sleep in as much as he would have liked because he heard the commotion as George came into the flat and the question that he posed. Grumbling, he got out of bed and dragged himself still in his pajamas to see what all the fuss was about. Yawning and rubbing his eyes he just sort of stared sleepily at his brother. "What's all that about?," he asked. "You know I like to keep up on my beauty sleep. Don't stay looking this lovely without rest."