"So it's true, what they say about cravings?" Prompto asked, letting a little bit of his amusement back in, along with a small shake of his head, because it was still a lot to wrap his head around, that Liz was actually going to have a baby...their baby. "I could definitely do some soft pretzels. Maybe a few cupcakes while we're at it."

His grin grew more sincerely.

"Pizza, pretzels, and cupcakes," he noted. "A true breakfast of champions!"

The long, sustained grumble of his stomach clearly agreed.