Mark struggled to balance the foam trays on the plates he had picked up for him and Callie to use. He had managed to reach his key card when the door opened. Callie was smiling at him as she took the trays from him. She raised her eyebrow as she felt the weight of the to-go cartons.
Mark closed the door behind him, saying, “They were just putting out the breakfast buffet. I thought we needed something besides the finger foods and desserts we have been snacking on since last night.”
Callie placed the trays on a small table and opened them. Her mouth watered as she saw both were filled to capacity with chicken fried steak, gravy, hash browns, eggs, and bacon. Callie’s stomach growled again, making her laugh.
“I think my stomach is trying to say thank you,” Callie laughed.
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