[He grins, content to let the secret remain a secret for now. His eyes also flick over to the tobacco stand behind the counter; unlike Garry, he had actually given into temptation and lifted some packs of cigars before. Maybe he should lift another? And some cigarettes for Garry; he is kind of eyeing the stand covetously.
He turns back at the mention of the eggs.] Hm? Nah, no, unfortunately not. [A shake of his head - he's sad, disgusted by this.] You just have to crack them into a separate bowl and hope for the best.
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He turns back at the mention of the eggs.] Hm? Nah, no, unfortunately not. [A shake of his head - he's sad, disgusted by this.] You just have to crack them into a separate bowl and hope for the best.