Bucky barked a bit of a laugh. "That depends, Peg, just how slow are you wanting to dance here? I mean, if we're going to slow it down even more, I think we'd better let him in on the deal." Of course, with breakfast. Breakfast was what he was talking about. "But I'm no gourmet cook, I'm just a simple bacon and eggs man." That was all he could really muster. "Though I can do two kinds of eggs." And toast, but was that really worth mentioning?