The sound of Raylan's voice once again brought Malcolm's attention back to the here and now. He looked over as he eased up onto his knees, smiling broadly.

"It's breakfast!" he said enthusiastically, making a sweeping gesture towards the kitchen. He sprung to his feet. "No rush; whenever you want it."

Sunshine flew past Malcolm and landed on the stereo as Malcolm stepped over to grab Raylan's still-beeping phone and brought it to Raylan to deactivate.