She looked at the plate, which contained what looked like sausage and eggs. Did cows eat sausage? Well, they must now.
"Thanks...but I have to..." she started.
"Yeah, I know. You need to get cleaned up," he said. "I'm sorry about last night. We got a little rowdy and broke your laptop. I'm not sure how...it looks like it got run over by a truck."
"Broken?" The Chronovac... "Can you fix it?"
"I'm not a tech guy...I can try the computer store...but it's so damaged...I think you'd better just get a new one. If you aren't going to eat this..." He took a bite of the sausage. "I still have more in the kitchen. I know what you're thinking...human for breakfast....but...."
She froze, staring at the plate, a look of horror on her face.