His eyes turned mean. He stared the two men down.
He was sure he saw bug parts mixed into the runny scrambled eggs.
He was going to become the big fish he always wanted to be.
Glasses were raised, drunk backs were slapped, and hands were shaken.
They wanted a piece of his pie, and this was a warning.
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