The egg slid from its pan and joined two strips of bacon atop the pile of toast. Wiri slapped another slice on top before he realised -
“Almost forgot the magic ingredient.”
Joel slid the sauce bottle across the breakfast counter, pulled up a stool next to him and eyed his own plate.
“Pretty flash, if I do say so myself.”
They bumped cans and chugged gulps of soda. Wiri burped, content.
“Nothing like a good feed after a day of mother nature…