Applejack had beat him to the kitchen, which wasn't always the case. But since Tony had shrunk down to pint size there was no reason for her to lay around in bed, after the sun had come up. She really hoped whatever changed him, changed him back real soon. She was beginning to really miss her fiancee.
She offered Mac a bright smile when he stepped in for breakfast. A corner of toast hung from her lips as she flipped an omelet. "Mornin'!" She mumbled around it. Raising a brow she poked at the egg, asking without words, because her mouth was full and their Granny taught her better, if he wanted one.