A thought struck Rick and he grinned. "How about scrambled eggs for New Year's Eve dinner?"
"What?"
"It's New Year's Eve."
Scotty reached in his pocket and found a pocket calendar. He consulted it. "Hey, you're not kidding!"
"Nope. So, as the year closes, where are we? Caught between Kemel and Youssef."
"Maybe next year will bring better things," Scotty said with a grin.
"Uhuh. But for whom?"
"That," Scotty said, "remains to be seen!"