Raising my voice, he stiffens...
"Uhhhh..."
"IN A MINUTE!?"
Wait wait?
What's that?
In a minute???
There's no way anyone could cook that fast...
I'll give him the benefit of the doubt though... (Ohhh, poor man...)
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OH SHI*
WHY IS HE HERE!?
HOW IS HE HERE!?
I LITERALLY HID MY TRACES JUST SO HE COULDN'T FIND ME!!! (It's honestly pretty simple, I never explained it, but he used Redirection to redirect the shoe marks to his own shoe. Weird, I know...)
UHHHHH...
THINK GIDLEY THINK!!!
He said he wanted breakfast right?
...
WELL LET'S GET HIM SOME!!!
PERFECT!!!
PROBLEM SOLVED!!!
"And one more thing..."
Sigh...
Fuc*...
"When are we leaving?"