"Kol?"
"Yes?" he stared at her happily from across table and Elena had a feeling she was being tested. She had no idea what on.
"What is this?" Elena inquired gently, because she knew how Kol could either be super sensitive or really couldn't give a shit, and glanced down at the mangled piece of yellow on the plate. The only problem was she had no idea what mood he was in today.
Kol grinned at her. "Breakfast!"
"Alright, but what is it?" Elena insisted picking up a fork and poking whatever . . . it was.
"Eggs I think."
"You think?"
(Jeremy snickered in the other room)
