> "Derek, please.  It was one of those mornings where the husband flies out
of
> bed, weird things happen and now we're going to go eat.  I'm fine, just
> hungry.  I had the glass of milk with the vitamin and was planning on
> getting a bite to eat, it just didn't pan out."
>
Derek took a deep breath.  "All right," he said after a moment.  "But next
time say something.  We have things at the house that you can take with you
and there are carry out restaurants we coul call on the way."

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