Pouring the syrup onto the French toast Sam placed it in front of Morpheus. “I am so fast because I know my way around this kitchen and have worked long and hard to be this way. When I first stated out I made good food but I was slow at it. The chef I worked under was not the kindest and he almost fired me twice for not going quick enough. You have to be fast and good to make it in this world.” He tossed on two more slices and then pulled out another pan. He stared cooking eggs as well as what was going. “If you love something like I do so much, you never let speed dictate how good your product is.”