Zain smiled as Miki placed the food in front of him. He waved a hand at her and kicked the chair opposite his away from the table in a really lazy motion of pulled out a chair for someone else to sit. "Sit down. I like a pretty face to look at while I eat," he commanded before turning his attention to his food. If it weren't for the eggs, he had the feeling he would be in a rotten mood. He was still bothered by the bothersome voicemails on his phone.