Greg slowly sat up, twisting hisself around on the bed so that he was looking out on the room. For the first time, he noticed that Khaos was in her pajamas. A slight grin on his face, he stood up, walking over to his closet, he pulled a shirt off of one of the hooks, slipping it on, he turned back to Khaos. "Wherever you want to go, it's my treat." He strode across the room back to where his chair lay in two peices. Picking the back of it up in his hands, he studdied the base, sure enough, he'd snapped the thing in half.

Greg looked up as she spoke, thinking to himself in response. "Have you been to the Swiss Chalet, or what ever it is?" He'd heard that the food was reasonable, and he knew that one of the students here was a waitress there, but he himself had never been. "Although, you might want to change out of your PJ's, before we go anywhere." He chuckled softly, but then silenced himself, hoping he hadn't said something wrong.

Greg laughed softly as she retorted and then ran out of the room, only to return a few moments later with new shoes. Quickly, he ruffled his shaggy hair, noticing that it was dry, and then turned back to her. "Come on, then." He moved gracefully over to the door and held it open for her, making sure that he had his phone, car keys, and walet with him.