"JUST a woman who spends too much time arting!?" Darrell sputtered.

"You're one of THE most influential-!" he started to gush, before pausing and stopping himself.

He then cleared his throat, calmed himself, and sighed.

"I... heh, this is... pretty damn cool." he then said.

"Hey." he said further, making his way towards her.

"Yeah, it seems that the black feline... doesn't really like me..." he sighed.

"Ah... r-right." Darrell stammered.

He then stepped out of the room, and the two of them started to walk... with Darrell sniffing the air.

"Wow." he said.

"This smells... well... heavenly." he commented.

"I don't think I've ever smelled anything quite THIS good, THIS early in the morning." he went on.

"Seriously. This already smells amazing." he said further, as they heard some tumbling and fumbling about downstairs.

Casey knew what it was. Evan and Kitt were roughhousing.

Evan and Kitt were rolling around on the floor, but stopped abruptly when Casey shouted out to them.

"....." Evan was silent, before getting to his feet and brushing himself off.

"Sorry..." he apologised.

"All right then!" Ash called out.

"Everyone take a seat!" he continued.

"Breakfast is done!" he declared further.

Kitt just shot a glare towards Darrell, before making her way to the dinner table and laying down beneath it.

Ash was silent, before sighing as well.

"Ugh, hate when you have to bribe that damn feline." he muttered.

"Yeah, I'll grab a piece of it." he told her, making his way to the fridge.

"I think the only one not up is Kelly." he then commented.

"Though Ashleigh'll see to it that she IS very soon." he chuckled.

"Oh, and your daughter left for a full day of training at the crack of dawn." he then added.

"Her loss!" Evan exclaimed.

"She'll miss out on a heckuva good breakfast!" he declared.

Ash then pulled a plastic container out of the fridge, and took out a slab of fish from it.

"All right." he said.

"Time to bribe the kitty." he muttered.

He then whistled towards Kitt, and let the fish hang from his hand, close to the floor.

This also seemed to attract Evan's attention as well.

"Yeah, sure." Ash responded, as Kitt got closer.

When she was close enough, he dropped it into her mouth, and looked at Casey.

"You can carry out the bowls of toppings." he told her.

"As well as the pitchers for the drinks." he added.

"I'll bring out the bulk of the food." he went on.

He then sighed and looked at Kitt.

"So she was being weird at Darrell still, huh?" he asked, shaking his head.

Ash shook his head.

"Kitt, you're insufferable at times." he mumbled to the black cat.

"And she does have provisions." he then said to Casey.

"I made sure she had a day's worth of food before she left." he went on, grabbing a large stack of thick waffles, and one of fluffy pancakes. He brought them over to the table and set them down.

"Still more to come." he chuckled.

"She said she planned to be back at sunset." he then told Casey.

"So she'll be back at the last possible hour." he laughed, going back and grabbed a plate of various meats... sausages and bacon, mostly. He then grabbed a bowl of scrambled eggs and brought them both to the table.

"Want me to let you know when she does?" he asked, before going to grab the last things that were needed; syrup and the whipped cream he'd done up earlier.

"Got it." Ash responded.

Darrell, meanwhile, was marvelling at the spread.

"...woah..." he mumbled.

It was at that point, Lindsay came into the room.

"Sorry." he apologised.

"Got caught up in something." he said.

"And my, my. You've outdone yourself, Ash." he told his brother.

"Heh." Ash chuckled in response.

"All right, all right." Ash said.

"Let's focus on the food!" he declared, as they were all seated at the table.

"Yeah!" Evan exclaimed.

And if one were paying attention, one would see that Darrell was getting surprised... again and again. Each surprise being better than the last. He'd never had so much food that was THIS good before.

"I assume we're saving a little bit of everything for Kelly?" Lindsay asked Ash.

"Except the eggs. They don't refrigerate well." Ash responded.

Darrell shook his head.

"No, there's plenty of room." he said, scooting over.

"Hi." he then greeted her.

"I'm Darrell. Darrell Sherwood." he introduced himself.

"I'll be living here for a bit." he went on.

"Might as well get to know him." Ash told her.