Precious stared at him in disbelief, not that they'd met in the bar, but that Eddy had spoken more than a couple of words to him.  Luke just nodded a little, wondering why that seemed so strange...  Sure, Eddy hadn't started out very talkative, still hadn't said much, but he'd been much more social than Precious was making him out to be.<br/><br/>"Well, I did most of the talking, but... yeah.  He talked to me, a little.  Not a man of many words."<br/><br/>Maybe Luke was lucky, had gotten to see a different side of the man...  In any case, he liked the Eddy he'd met so far.<br/><br/>Luke went to the fridge and handed over the yogurt when he found it.  Ah, so he wasn't supposed to eat anything that would mess up his cholesterol...  Well, that was alright.  The young man made the plates accordingly, bacon and eggs on two, the third empty until the fruit salad was completed.<br/><br/>He couldn't help a small laugh, dimples appearing in his cheeks.  "I'm sure...  He's not a social butterfly, I take it?"  Eddy seemed like a loner, like he enjoyed his privacy.