“What do you think of my bacon jam now?” He kept his face impassive and just cut off another bite of pork chop with extra bacon jam on it. “Thought so,” I mumbled to myself triumphantly and began digging into my food. Keelan looked around the table, confused. “What’d I miss?” Colt and Creed laughed, then gave Keelan a play-by-play of the verbal showdown Knox and I had had earlier.
