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Mau looked at the milk. What was this, grade school? But it was sweet. No, no it wasn't. It was probably some horribly DNA altering drug. Nyx was trying to turn him into a bug or something. "Thank you." He said before accepting the cake. "Breakfast of champions. Nyx, you're an angel." He said before taking a bite of the cake. Oh, glorious sugary cake. It was still slightly warm too. Perfect. "Did you just make this?"

"It's delicious." He was holding his now empty plate out to her. Then in a slightly mischievous voice, sounding almost childlike, asked "Please sir, I want some more." Though his English accent was pitiful at best.

But how could he not have another slice. Cake. For breakfast. It was better than cold pizza for breakfast. MUCH better.

"If we submit our findings, we can have the tech faction take a look at the equipment."

Mau took a bite of this fresh piece of red velvet heaven before looking at Nyx again with the same sleepy expression. Her snorting bubbles into her milk was hilarious on some levels, but sleep deprived brains had a horrible habit of loosing entertaining memories like that.

"Yeah. I was on a roll last night. I couldn't help it. After looking into the P033R spike, it just sort of laid itself out. What's left is no longer our assignment. that's for the techies to figure out." He smiled before licking his fork. That was good cake. But best not be a pig about it. He was sort of glad that this project was, at least for now, dealt with. He was rather tired of the while charizard incident. The forms, indecent reports, data logs, the review, the research... he wanted to wash his hands of it and continue with his other works. Oh well.

"Guess we can get back to our regular..." He yawned. "...assignments or something... Or sleep. Do you have plans today?"

Mau raised his brow at that, giving her a mildly quizzical look. "Nnnh... I see." He looked at the cake and smiled. An offering? A peace offering perhaps. "Well, if you have no plans, would you like to go out with me this evening?" The words were out before Mau realized what he asked.

Damn it brain, wake up.

Mau sighed and rested his elbow on the desk, propping his cheek in his palm. He actually couldn't believe he had asked that. But her face now was priceless. "That is to say, tonight is the last night in which one can attend a certain event - due to seasonal changes in climate- where the physical rush of adrenaline is at an increased constant rate do to machines and devices that alter ones perception of gravity at an increased speed." He stated blandly. "Of course there would also be ample opportunity for the consumption of copious amounts of sugar and various questionable proteins. But if you aren't interested..."

Mau chuckled. "I could bring Mai along. She's evolved now." He teased gently. "Alright then, for science. Perhaps we should rendezvous around 4:00 this afternoon. Be advised that while it is a scientific operation, we should not draw undue attention to ourselves. We should dress appropriately for both the location and the weather."

Why did this suddenly sound more like a mission than going out?

Mau nodded to her as she recounted the dress code for this excursion. "The elevator in the parking garage." he suggested. It would be the meeting place fewest people would see them after all. He slowly stood up. "Is that acceptable?"