Brady glanced at Carmel with a faint smirk. "Sorry. Hangover brings out the worst of the sarcasm," he pointed out. He was sarcastic most of the time anyway, but it did get more on the snarky side when he was drinking or hung over. Which meant he'd almost always been that way before prison. And now? Well, he didn't really have an grand plans at sobriety with a bar right across the courtyard.
Satisfied that the pan was hot enough, he poured the scrambled eggs into it and then just waited. Once they'd firmed up some, he got a handful of cheese from the bag he'd got out and dropped it on top of the eggs. "Passed out before I could try that lasagna you mentioned," he commented, surprising himself even with the attempt at making conversation.