"I figured I'd buy you breakfast." Kira's voice came through the door clearly.
Lesley looked back at his bed. Nothing was really out of place. You couldn't tell anything had happened. But... Kira was his best friend. He'd have to talk to her sooner or later. And Kira buying breakfast meant Potter's. That was too good to pass up. "Ah... Come on in. I gotta brush my hair."