Eliana wiped the cake from her face with a rag, still grinning. She still had bits of frosting smeared here and there. One such smear was right above her left eyebrow. She chortled upon seeing her reflection in the fridge.
"Yeah, no problem. I have a shower in my bathroom you can use. And your forgetting about brunch. Breakfast is a close second in blasphemy compared to brunch. Brunch wins, though, because it was birthed from two things that were never meant to meet. I mean, how could breakfast and lunch do that to dinner? Lunch and dinner worked so well together."
She shook her head.
"Yeah, no problem. I have a shower in my bathroom you can use. And your forgetting about brunch. Breakfast is a close second in blasphemy compared to brunch. Brunch wins, though, because it was birthed from two things that were never meant to meet. I mean, how could breakfast and lunch do that to dinner? Lunch and dinner worked so well together."
She shook her head.