It's morning for me, [ he says, as he puts a large carton of eggs into the fridge. ] So good morning.
[ Seeing Barry like this, all muddled from sleep, wearing one of his robes, wandering around comfortably— pulls at something in him. They don't know what they're doing, and the only thing they've talked about is I don't want to forget, but Bruce can feel something dig in beneath the cage of his ribs anyway.
Maybe it's a metahuman superpower that the younger man has. ]
Coffee, or a breakfast sandwich? [ a beat, as he pulls something out of the large catering bag. ] I think that's what these are, anyway. Might be a burrito in there too.
[ There's expansive fodder for French toast or sandwiches or various egg creations; The Brunch Special from a service he uses, for about a dozen people. Some prepared items, but most of it they'll have to put together themselves. ]
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[ Seeing Barry like this, all muddled from sleep, wearing one of his robes, wandering around comfortably— pulls at something in him. They don't know what they're doing, and the only thing they've talked about is I don't want to forget, but Bruce can feel something dig in beneath the cage of his ribs anyway.
Maybe it's a metahuman superpower that the younger man has. ]
Coffee, or a breakfast sandwich? [ a beat, as he pulls something out of the large catering bag. ] I think that's what these are, anyway. Might be a burrito in there too.
[ There's expansive fodder for French toast or sandwiches or various egg creations; The Brunch Special from a service he uses, for about a dozen people. Some prepared items, but most of it they'll have to put together themselves. ]