Jason figures that when she's got ideas, he's going to need to be at the top of his game. Or at least somewhere near the top. He starts into the kitchen to get coffee going, and once he hears the machine whir to life, he ambles back out.

"Alright, so why don't you have a seat and tell me what you're thinkin'?"

He gives her a not fully awake smile, and slouches down on the couch, patting the spot next to him.