“Something sure does smell good in here,” Xavier said. “Thanks.” Shelby smiled. “I am cooking omelets to order. What would you like in yours?” “What kind of ingredients do you have?” Xavier asked. “She’s got just about anything you can name,” Travis said. Xavier noticed Travis’s lack of appetite from the previous night had heartily returned. His plate held what looked like two omelets. “Yep, I’ve got a smorgasbord over here.” Shelby turned an omelet in a pan. Xavier cracked his knuckles and took a seat at the table. “I’ll take one with bacon, ham, cheese, onions and green peppers.” “Coming right up. I’ve got one order in before yours. Go ahead and help yourself to some juice,” Shelby said placing an omelet on a plate. “Here you go, George. One omelet with extra cheese and ham,” Shelby said. “Thanks, Shelby. This omelet sure does look good. I can’t remember the last time I had one,” George said. “Nina, you just want veggies in yours, right?”
