Ennis wrinkled his nose as he staggered sleepy into the kitchen. “What’s goin on out here? What’s that I’m smellin?”
Standing in front of the stove clad only in his Resistol, leather jacket, and boots Jack Twist grinned. “Good mornin sunshine, how about some bacon, eggs, and hash brown potatoes. You hungry?”
Ennis smiled slyly. “A naked cowboy in my kitchen. What the hell kind of a get up do you call that?”
“Got no bathrobe, so’s it’s just somethin I threw on to show off the flower of my manhood.”
“Yeah, well I’m thinkin seriously about plucking your geranium.”
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