THE FINAL TRIP TO FLAVOR TOWN

You are the producer of the iconic TV show: Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives.

"And I'll see you next time, on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives," You watched as he sped away in his red Camaro. You wished you were the car. You wish you could have him rev up your engine, have him grip you like he did to his steering wheel. You instantly felt guilt, he had told you last night that he was done. His kids and wife were getting suspicious..

"This is going to be your last trip to flavor town," He had said to you.

You snapped back to reality, you wouldn't let him have control over you anymore.

Guy slammed the door shut as he exited the vehicle, "So, what did you think?" He stared at you with that spicy look, why was he doing this to you?

But then you remembered, two can play at that game.

"I thought it was great, but next episode I think you should take me for a ride," You winked before turning away. You felt ashamed, but you felt power. He didn't walked away for a full minute. Job well done.

GUY'S PERSPECTIVE

Flavor Town was an exclusive place, not many had been before. But once they visited, there was no going back. The secret no one knew was that Flavor Town was a dangerous place. Taking his producer to Flavor Town was his worst mistake. No one had ever been addicted to the taste like them. Guy could not deny the feeling he got when he saw them, maybe one day they would have their own Flavor Town. At this rate, it was inevitable.

YOUR PERSPECTIVE

It was the end of the day, you were worn out from running around the office. Before he even said anything, you felt him enter the empty room. Your heart began to race as you heard his footsteps come closer and closer. You risked glancing back... oh boy you shouldn't have done that. His hair was freshly bleached, his shirt buttoned down. Chest hairs dared to peek out, going in every direction. Your knees buckled, but he caught you. He always caught you... Your eyes met his. You could have sworn he was chiseled by Michelangelo.

Finally, he broke the silence, "About last night..."

But you interrupted him, "Take me to Flavor Town, please," You begged him, hoping he would show sympathy for you.

Before he could answer, Alton crashed in..

ALTON BROWN'S PERSPECTIVE

How dare they. HOW DARE THEY EVEN THINK THAT THEY COULD TAKE GUY FROM HIM. ALTON WAS THE KING OF FOOD NETWORK AND GUY WAS HIS QUEEN. NO ONE WOULD GET IN HIS WAY.

"DON'T YOU DARE TAKE THAT FOOL TO FLAVOR TOWN!" Alton yelled at the stop of his lungs.

Guy pushed his producer behind him, shielding them from Alton's rage, "Alton, you ignored me for a week, I begged to take you to Flavor Town, but you refused."

Alton shook his head, "I promise it was for a good reason, but I'm ready, Guy please."

Guy came forward, until they were only an inch apart, Alton could smell the spicy chicken wings as his breath hit his face. Guy's producer was now unguarded, Alton couldn't help himself. No one would get in his way. He raised his gun and shot her, right in the heart.

"I hope there's a Flavor Town in hell."