It probably should have truck Tobias as weird to see a girl walking around in an evening gown, but Tobias barely batted an eyelash. They were in some high rise apartment thing in New York City, seemingly transferred overnight. Or maybe it wasn't a one night thing. Maybe they had all been asleep for days and they just didn't know it. Tobias grabbed a coffee cup and placed it on the counter top. He started putting a pot of coffee together, glancing at the girl briefly. She didn't look new, but Tobias still couldn't place her name.
"No," he said with a small shake of his head. "Jack makes stuff for breakfast sometimes, but people make their own breakfast. "Not sure anyone would be in the mood to make a bunch of food for everyone right now."