You think? I certainly noticed when your friend Mal was on the breakfast shift; the eggs were considerably better and not like unto a rubber eraser crossed with a sponge.

Well, I'd consider volunteering for a practical experiment, but I'm not currently in the mood. Which has nothing to do with you; I've just been in something of a bad mood lately, what with all the crap getting stirred up around here. Still it's definitely not an unpleasant prospect and I've given some thought to it in the past.

[She's going to be mortified later, yes.]