Should've known I wouldn't get the classic stuff out of you. ( and by 'classic stuff' scott really just means bacon and eggs and the like. the truth is that it doesn't really matter--he goes to rummage through bruce's fridge anyway and finds the eggs like he promised. ) Or that I'd have to be the one cooking again--

( scott pulls out two eggs, but doesn't step away yet. how could bruce have oranges in here, too? how much oranges does he eat to begin with?

he sets his mental dilemma aside. ) You want me to make some for you too, Orangey?