Banana Pancakes

I happened to wake up before him and, because I haven't learned my lesson from the last one, decide to sneak off to the kitchen to surprise him with breakfast- the one meal I am very good at preparing.

So, no surprise, there are very little ingredients in the bachelor-pad fridge, save for some eggs (obviously), a few perfectly ripened bananas, butter and milk, and such.  As luck would have it, there is some pancake mix on one of the shelves above the sink.

Inspiration dawns on me,

"[Gasps] I can make banana pancakes!" I think with excitement at my own culinary-seductress genius.

"But what if he doesn't like banana pancakes?" I hesitate, then realize:

"Wait, who doesn't like banana pancakes?!"

And it's a go.