Henrietta looked at Lemmy Caution with starry eyes. ‘There’s breakfast on the way,’ she said, ‘come on in.’
‘Listen lady,’ replied Lemmy. ‘Maybe you ain’t heard about me. I think I oughta warn you, I am not the sorta guy you ask around for breakfast, especially if you’re good at makin’ waffles.’
Henrietta leaned against the doorpost. ‘I was going to give you fried chicken,’ she said, ‘but I’ve decided against it – I’ve got a better idea.’
‘Such as?’
‘Such as waffles,’ she said.
‘Listen lady,’ replied Lemmy. ‘Maybe you ain’t heard about me. I think I oughta warn you, I am not the sorta guy you ask around for breakfast, especially if you’re good at makin’ waffles.’
Henrietta leaned against the doorpost. ‘I was going to give you fried chicken,’ she said, ‘but I’ve decided against it – I’ve got a better idea.’
‘Such as?’
‘Such as waffles,’ she said.
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