[He doesn't see the face she makes, but he can hear the cup sliding away.] It's not good, is it?

[He figures it makes sense; he can't be good at everything.]

Eggs, but I can make something else, if you don't like those.

[Might as well make the offer.]

And yeah, it's not really a common name. My parents liked it, though, I guess. I like yours too, by the way.