Grinning, Nuru set to work, cracking the eggs and frying the sausages. She was eager to help, having nothing better to do, and since Pio needed help, it seemed to be working quite well.
Nuru wasn't exactly wonderful at cooking, being an elf and living in Rivendell, but on her recent visits to Rohan and the Shire, she'd been required to help and had some skills. Fortunately Pio had put her in charge of the eggs and sausages, for she was pretty handy at cooking them.
"Er... how do you want these eggs done, Pio?" asked Nuru without turning around.
"Any way you can think of," replied Pio. "Our guests won't be able to agree on just one style of egg."
Our guests, thought Nuru with a smile. I suppose while you're helping out for awhile, you're considered a staff member for that time. Or at least a hired hand.
Wondering who else would come -or be dragged- into the kitchen, Nuru started on the first dozen eggs.
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In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
in every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
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