** Eli **
"W-Wait, what are you doing?" Harper gasped in horror. "You're not supposed to eat that! I saved it just for comparison, so I could figure out how long to cook the next one for. It wasn't supposed to be for you!"
"Not for me?" Eli said with a mouthful and pressed a hand to his heart in feigned pain. "The first pancake I've ever seen my girlfriend make wasn't for me. I'm devastated."
"…"
Harper eyed him dubiously as he swallowed every last bite, then shook her head with a helpless laugh. "So … how bad was it?" she asked in a tentative voice.
"Crispy with a golden crust, delicious."
