When he strolled into the kitchen with Samantha, he couldn't help grinning at the adoring look on Hans's face. Hans, a cup of coffee and a Diet Coke, please.Of course. But I have found a new cafe mocha you might like, Miss Sam. Much less coffee aftertaste. Would you care to try it?I trust you, Hans, she replied, smiling at the chef.Splendid. And might I suggest omelets for breakfast?Sounds good. Rick?He nodded, wondering just when he'd lost control of his household. That's fine.