"Get up, Mike, its wake up time!" Sully called as he climbed out of bed. "You'll be late for work!"
"Work? Did somebody say work?" Mike yawned as he toppled out of bed and crashed to the floor.
"That would have been me," Sully replied, pouring cereal into a bowl.
Mike then walked into the room and saw the food in Sully's hands. He jumped up, grabbed the bowl off him, and said: "No eating until you've done your exercise! It's unhealthy." "Who are you to tell me what to do in the morning?" Sully asked, as his eyebrows rose.
"Your pal. Now follow me into the other room." Mike dragged Sully over by the hand, while he was still gazing at the untouched breakfast.