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Broen paused and sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I know how to speak the king's English, you insufferable twat."
Glancing over his shoulder as he poured some water into the pan and covered it to finish cooking the eggs, Broen quirked an eyebrow at her.
"Oh did you want some, precious? Since we're running under the assumption that no one anywhere does anything nice, I'll just cut the back and forth and ask 'what's in it for me?'"
There was a beat, but not long enough for Althea to really respond. "I'm kidding."
Sliding the eggs on to the plate, he garnished it with some finely chopped green onion and black pepper before setting the plate down in front of her. His expression deadpan, he moved to go cook his own eggs.
Glancing over his shoulder as he poured some water into the pan and covered it to finish cooking the eggs, Broen quirked an eyebrow at her.
"Oh did you want some, precious? Since we're running under the assumption that no one anywhere does anything nice, I'll just cut the back and forth and ask 'what's in it for me?'"
There was a beat, but not long enough for Althea to really respond. "I'm kidding."
Sliding the eggs on to the plate, he garnished it with some finely chopped green onion and black pepper before setting the plate down in front of her. His expression deadpan, he moved to go cook his own eggs.
"Depends on how good the eggs are," Althea responded without hesitation, still looking over her nails. They were, by far, more interesting than Broen cooking in the kitchen like the little bitch he was.