The Weeble learns a new word

A few days ago my friend The Weeble was resisting my promptings to join me for a drink on the - highly improbable - grounds that he had to get up early the next morning for a breakfast meeting.   "Breakfast?!" I boggled.  "Surely, for you, it would be brunch, at the very earliest?"   "Yes, I was confused too," he replied.  "Apparently, it's the meal after dinner."