David was so taken into his thoughts he hadn't notice Jerry so he jumps a little when he says hi.

"Heyy man, had a good sleep?"

He takes a sip of his tea, leaning with waist against the counter.

David laughs loudly.

"Not really, he seems passionate about it, I don't really know what we are..." he pauses for a moment. "I didn't think I would get into something like this in the house, anyting but this"

David was a man who never thought love was so important, he was most about self prediction, work, independence and friendship.

Ada wakes up, gets dressed and does her morning routine, and then wanders towards the kitchen for breakfast. “Hello, men,” she says sweetly and softly to Jerry and David as she located the bread to make toast.

David laughs a little at Blake's remarks, it reminded him of what his mother would always say or some of his bandmates at home.

"Whoops, sorry mate"

He looks at Ada

"I love toasts, but I can't cook either. My bandmate Rose or my mom would always cook for me, I really can't play with fire..."

He points at the mess he made to show why he can't use fire, he's just that messy.

David chuckles a bit, while trying to clean his mess.

"I would really like to eat some good chocolate cake. My bandmate Rose at home always bakes one like every day. I already miss her"

Ends grinning at the thought that he actually misses her friend's cakes.

As Gemma asks that, David looks around, trying hard not to laugh, like a kid would do when is being messy and gets caught.

"Uhm, sorry I'll clean I promise"

But no, he better not clean, could only make worse otherwise. As he tries though he looks at Jerry.

"Spoon told me he's a good cook yesterday! We could be lucky with him.... I mean, I feel so..."

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Gemma listens and then responds to “David...it’s okay. Just please try not the make the place like a pig sty...not sure where you live but you have many other housemates here. Please respect the space.” She says in a soft, but condescending voice.

Jerry grins hearing Gemma reprimand David. “Oh shit...Barbie got attitude!” Jerry says while looking toward Gemma and then back at David. “Well I’m not gonna sit here and starve. I can prepare some food, feel free to help out...gonna need some alcohol first though. You drink?” Jerry’s asks David

Gemma rolls her eyes. “My name is Gemma...not Barbie.” Gemma says as she starts to clean the house. Her OCD-ways was getting to her today as she felt the house was getting dirty.

Jerry’s scoffs looking at Blake. “I know how to cook. So you’re not talking about me.”

Gemma smiles whiping off the counter as Jerry starts prepare some food, she looks at David for a moment. “How old are you again?” She says with a smile on her face.

Jerry grins. “Can’t cook without some alcohol.” Jerry grabs some alcohol and pops it open. He pours himself a glass and then drinks it. “See now, if I was back home I would’ve drank from the bottle...” Jerry laughs.