Edward forked another mouthful of eggs into his mouth. He chewed for a moment before pointing his fork at Trey.
“You know, for a guy who owns and runs several restaurants… I would expect you to make us something better than eggs.”
“Just shut up and eat your food. Do you have any idea how many ingredients are in these eggs? These are great eggs… five star quality…”
“They are still just eggs,” Edward interrupted. Then filled his mouth with more of the just eggs.
Trey narrowed his eyes and glared at his friend. For a man that called them ‘just eggs’, he seemed to be wolfing them down without a problem. Trey observed. He opened his mouth to respond, then suddenly paused. This didn’t go unnoticed by Edward.
“What?”
Trey tilted his head to listen, then chuckled and shook it. “I think your
