More-a Lora

I get hungry while writing my story, so I decid to go to the kitchen to see what we got. I head in there, but Lora races in and beats me to the fridge blocking it. "What are you doing?!" I demamd. "Protecting your kitchen?"
"Yes." she says.
"Well, can I get something to eat?"
"Whadda you want?"
"I dunno, I was gonna look through the fridge."
"No. What do you want?"
"Well, I don't know what there is."
She quickly opens then closes the fridge. To quick for me to see "We have Dasani." she opens and closes it again. "And leftover Chinese."
"What's in there that you don't want me to see?"
She opens it normally and pulls out a plastic bowl covered by saran wrap. There is a yellowish-white mix in it.
"What is that?" I ask
"Eggs." she says
"Eggs? Why didn't you cook them?!"
"Cause I'm savin them for later."
"So... pre-made eggs..."
"Yeah!"