A boy named Sous

Priestly chuckled and went to get his new toy. "Well, it's got egg in it, and I'm about to fry it up into a sheet. So I guess it's kind of like an omelet." For a certain value of "like". He set the heat, the burner lighting up a lovely blue in the dark, and poured a bit of the batter into a nonstick pan, swirling it around until it formed a nice, thin pancake. "It definitely is 'complicated and cuisine-y', though. I mean. Only the best for my girl."