Rex arranged the order securely on the lift to the Penthouse. He’s careful not to spill the frothy drink. It had a perfect singe on the creamy mound, just how the boss liked it. That touch of whiskey sparked a lovely flame! Rex could breathe easy now.
The tray came back down later. The boss seemed to have enjoyed the cottage cheese and eggs as the plate looked spotless. Well, except for the cigarette ground out on the good china. Not quite out, though, as you could see the smoke rising off the empty dish.
Enzio was such a pig!