"Taken him this long to learn that, has it? Wait til he's on the field with you and you pull your pyromaniac routine." The last of the batter went into a rather small pancake, and Bill glanced hungrily at the growing stack on the counter.
Letting down the flames beneath the skillet, Bill threw Charlie a familiar look. "Has she said why?" It was an odd question, but Bill's understanding of their relationship was that, in the past, it was something that was fallen into and not tried for, but he was also testing whether or not to articulate what was on his mind. It would be a poor thing to send Charlie off to work in foul temper.