As Rajat watched him, Quinn smiled and cut up the sausage, shaking the pan to make the sizzling meat dance. He was in a great mood, and just has a simple knowing smile on his face.
"Your face is happy today, Mr. John."
He laughed and nodded.
"So it is, Rajat. Maybe it is because I get to spend time this morning with you."
Rajat giggled and watched as Quinn flipped the sausage in the air, catching the meat in the pan and moving it to the cooling rack. He grinned at Rajat and juggled a couple eggs before cracking them into the second pan. He tossed a pinch of pepper over the eggs and shook the pan, grinning. He reached over and picked up the sausage pan. He poured the grease into a small saucepan and then dumped the sausage onto some paper towels. He dropped the scoop of flour and other ingredients into the saucepan and began to stir the gravy. He shook the pan with the eggs, flipping them over in the air, making Rajat giggle again. As he began plating up the food, he glanced down the hall as he heard footsteps...
"Your face is happy today, Mr. John."
He laughed and nodded.
"So it is, Rajat. Maybe it is because I get to spend time this morning with you."
Rajat giggled and watched as Quinn flipped the sausage in the air, catching the meat in the pan and moving it to the cooling rack. He grinned at Rajat and juggled a couple eggs before cracking them into the second pan. He tossed a pinch of pepper over the eggs and shook the pan, grinning. He reached over and picked up the sausage pan. He poured the grease into a small saucepan and then dumped the sausage onto some paper towels. He dropped the scoop of flour and other ingredients into the saucepan and began to stir the gravy. He shook the pan with the eggs, flipping them over in the air, making Rajat giggle again. As he began plating up the food, he glanced down the hall as he heard footsteps...