An hour passes. From my upstairs study I hear the outer front door open and shut, then the inner door. The security system chirps "beep beep beep" as it always does. I hear "Woohoo!" as Steve sees the package, then a scream of delight as he opens it and sees what's inside.
What could make Steve so eggcited?
(As Seen On TV)
He's downstairs now cooking hard-boiled eggs.
I love him so.