Mark listened and his eyes lit up when Eva said the pancakes were ready. He grabbed a plate well she asked her question. "Well..." He said opening the port window and looking out into the space outside. "You see that mix of green and red out in the distance over there?" He asked pointing outwards. "At this rate we will be there in two hours time. We need to eat and get ready to get off this ship by then." Mark said yawning and returning to the dinning table with his share of the pancakes. He sat down and prepared to eat.
"From what I have heard , the station is kind of a pit stop in space for ships to refuel , re-stock, what not." he said pouring the syrup onto his pancakes. He began eaiting the fluffy goodness on the plates. His eyebrows went straight up. "ITS SO SWEET!" He yelled whipping through them like they were nothing. "God your damn good cook!" He yelled massacuring his plate.