"Does that mean you’re going to eat half of it?" she asked, he just grinned at her as he tucked his phone in his pocket. She turned back to the Barista, "Make it two cinnamon rolls Mickey, I don’t trust this husband of mine not to steal my breakfast." Draco looked like he might comment on that but she stopped him in his tracks, "I already had my workout this morning." she said coyly. Draco's eyes lit up as he remembered their "morning workout" and paid for their breakfast. They sat at a small table out front enjoying their cinnamon rolls and coffee. 