Guy leaned over and took the plate of scrambled eggs to set it beside him on the sofa. It was a picture of pure amused satisfaction, as he took a first bite. Ridiculous? Of course. One had but to look at the sofa. Guy owned ridiculousness.

Anthony’s pride, meanwhile, would let him starve rather than give in and actually make eggs, which was probably why Guy wasn’t being offered a cigarette. That only amused Guy more.