Ivo stood still in the middle of the kitchen, his arm halfway up to the cupboard. "Uh, I haven't had breakfast yet."
That was a stupid thing to say, but his brain was having trouble processing Vice's presence in the doorway.
Vice chuckled. "I'm here to take you out. You think I won't buy you breakfast?" He cut his eyes to Davi with a derisive smirk. "You really have been spending too much time with him."
Davi went back to his own breakfast, doing a convincing job of ignoring Vice. "I don't know what you're up to, but you can't just show up here whenever you want to."
"Relax. I'll bring him back in one piece." He tilted his head towards Ivo with an expectant nod. "What are you still doing there? Go get dressed."
Ivo walked out of the kitchen and living room feeling as if he had a target on his back. What was Vice doing here?
There's something deeply funny to me about Vice going from calling Ivo mano (portuguese for 'dude') to dollface and babydoll in the span of a few sentences.