Charmed! It should be no surprise that Sunny is, because waffles are generally a good guess but he still feels good about it, and that it inspires that noise from the other man. He smiles and decides he will not be having any waffle for himself today.

"I had a--" He balances the cup between his knees, lifts his hands, makes sort of twisting motion to indicate the sort of pastry he got and consumed for himself while he'd waited on the waffles. "--with apple. There's this bakery about a block from the gym-- the one that's being a safehouse." Sunny takes back up the coffee, bringing it close to his face to hover over. "This married couple from an Earth that doesn't have any monsters or magic that they know about. They've been here like ten years, though."

Neighbours. Ones that make delicious food. He sips coffee.