[center][h2]Vasco Sáez[/h2][/center]
[center]Morning[/center]

Sounding throughout the kitchen as Vasco was making himself some breakfast was a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXsmGSnq3lE]song[/url] on his small portable radio that was sitting nearby. Vasco quietly singing along as he was making himself some parrot eggs. A variant of scrambled eggs and a dish that is served in his native Colombia. Scrambled eggs with butter, sautéed diced scallions, bell pepper, and tomatoes. Normally the recipe calls for onions instead of scallions but, Vasco prefers the taste of the scallions over onions. 

Once he was done, and he took a moment to smell his freshly made dish. Smiling when the sweet aroma reached his nose. Just like how mom would make it, Vasco said to himself, satisfied that his meal was done, and went to sit down at the table. Taking no time to eat, and when he was about halfway through his parrot eggs, His phone rang. 

Wondering who would be calling him at this hour, and got up to turn down his radio before answering. Vasco answered the phone to a familiar though sounding, sickish polish voice. "Hello boss, it is me, Marzena. I woke up today feeling something awful, and I threw up. I think I caught something, and I do not think I can go to work today." 

"It is okay Marzena, I understand. Take care of yourself for as long as you need, okay."

Thanks, boss, and I will try to get back as soon as possible."

"Do not rush it Marzena, get well, then come back."  

"Right and goodbye, boss," and the phone call ended. 

Well, that is some bad news today, and it is still early in the day. But, not a problem, really despite it being the day after the bar was done being expanded and ready to open. Vasco does not have to close down his bar today since his bartender is sick. He used to bartend before hiring Marzena, and he can surely take her place. Though she certainly knows more about drinks and making cocktails than he does. Never really asked why and should maybe ask when she is healthy again. Regardless, Vasco still got chores he needs to do before heading to the bar, and it is going to be quite the drive to the library. 

So after turning the radio back on, and finished eating the rest of his breakfast. Vasco cleaned up and turned the radio off finally this time and got his things together, and left his apartment. Wearing his usual attire for today, minus his scarf, a grey polo shirt, and black jeans. Taking the elevator to the parking lot and got into a white 1986 Acura Integra. A car that has served him well after his last car broke down enough, and he had to sell it. Relying on taxis for a while before picking up this one. 
 
Turning it on and Vasco officially was starting his day and started his travels in Delta City. Maybe some good thing will happen to balance out Marzena being sick. Well, time to see.