Chapter 372: I simply assumed we eloped.
Penny gazed down at the slightly imperfect egg, the somewhat decent-looking sausage, and the rest of her slightly better-looking breakfast. She giggled and grinned, proud that she had done a perfect job of preparing the meal.
"This is better, this is good," she nodded, carrying the plate. But just as she turned around, she saw Zoren at the entrance. Her eyes lit up. "Good morning, Renren!"
Zoren smiled as he peeled himself away from the doorjamb. "Good morning... Penny," he emphasized her name, marching over to the counter. Standing on the opposite side of her, he looked down at the plate she placed in front of him.
"It’s perfect," she immediately insisted, knowing that with his poor eyesight, this should look perfect to him. "Breakfast à la Penny. Enjoy your meal, sir!"
Zoren snapped his eyes up to her. "Thank you, Chef."
"You’re welcome." She bowed and dramatically twirled her hand to her chest. He laughed at her action, watching her turn her back on him to get her breakfast. Unlike his slightly "perfect" plate, Penny’s plate was just... less organized.
"Let’s eat!" she remarked, placing her plate in front of her.
"Here?"
She nodded. "Yes."
"Standing?"
"Do you want to eat sitting down?" she asked, even though the answer was obvious. "You should stand, Mr. Pierson. Leg exercise."
"Ahh." He nodded. "I don’t mind standing up," as long as she joined him.