Morning, Marie. I'm still in bed and I refuse to be ashamed.
Marie Rose pokes her head through the bedroom door, already grinning.
You're still in bed? At this hour? How delightfully lazy!It's a lazy morning, that's the whole point! I don't have anywhere to be and it's glorious.
Anyway, you're the one who promised to come wake me up nicely.
She pads over and flops onto the edge of the mattress, tilting her head.
Nicely? I said I'd wake you. I never promised how.That is a terrifying clause and I should have read the fine print.
