I'm not some desperate kitten, I'm a bamboozled victim

"I. Would like. Sex."

"It is breakfast. Choose something on the menu." Alexander was perfectly deadpan.

"Oh, I don't know, I do like that idea-"

"Don't encourage her with your own perversion." Lyov interrupted Phoenix's comment.

She huffed.

"You don't want sex, Alexander?"

It wasn't exactly the end of the world if they said no - she would pout extensively about it, of course, but she'd probably get it no matter what she did at the end of the day anyway.

So she was more just trying to poke fun at Alexander with her question.

"I'm always interested." He replied.

"Then why can't I have sex for breakfast?!" She pouted.

She wasn't actually trying to convince her husbands that sex should be an option for breakfast, or that she was going to insist on it. She was mostly trying to see if any of them were actually tempted by the idea of it.

...And they were.

Thenaybe. She might suggest it as a viable replacement.