Raylan shuffled the newest pancake off onto the little stack and poured another one after a smear of butter.

"After breakfast? Yeah, sure. Seems like the storm has passed. Til the next one, anyway." This place wasn't done with it's weather, he was sure.

"Get me the eggs? You can tell me about your theory while we're on our way into town, I ain't ready to disassemble anythin' yet. But I would be interested to hear where you got stuck. You weren't stuck alone with Negan, were you?"