Get some sleep and ask Pharah to wake me...with breakfast!

"That I can do Rich. I'll wake you at ten. Sleep well, Lord. I mean Rich." She leaves you to the room and you drift off to a deep sleep almost instantly.

You find yourself walking along an endless shore. An ocean of beautiful light laps at the beach near, but not touching, your feet. A figure, tall, beautiful, and imposing stands in the distance beckoning you. You try to quicken your pace. you must reach it(him? her?). But no matter how fast you run, the figure is never any nearer. It turns away. You yell out at it to stop.

You wake with a start, covered in cold sweat. Pharah looks at you, worried. She's wearing an old ironic t-shirt of your and nothing else. You flash her a reassuring smile, more reassured by the sight of her than she should be by the smile you give her.

"Are you all right, Rich? You were tossing so much and even yelled. Your cat seemed on edge as well." Your Kitty! You look around frantically. "Do not worry. She is in the kitchen enjoying her breakfast. And speaking of-" You become suddenly aware of the magnificent fragrance filling your room. "Here's yours!" She presents a plate of food you didn't think possible from when you last saw your fridge and cupboards. I took the liberty of doing some shopping as well, sir." I hope you enjoy it!"

Either she's a mind reader or part of the magic involved in making her attuned Pharah to your tastes because this plate is everything you wanted and didn't even know. She continues to hover obviously waiting.