Short
"You're putting in too much petal… remember short and sweet!"
"I understood you the first time Nigel, but I do like my soups to actually have flavor!"
Nigel was not a fan of spice. He liked his soups like his jokes, bland and insipid. Too much gusto just made him confused. Fiona used to find it cute, but now it was a bit annoying, especially when she was hungry and just wanted to finish the recipe.
"I won't be able to eat it, you know." Her boyfriend threw his hands in the air in exasperation. "I don't know why you insist on overseasoning everything you make!"
"Nigel, dearest, you consider any seasoning overseasoning. The soup had to taste like something more than just water!"
"Hey, hey, trouble in paradise?" Of course just at that moment Eddie decided to get home. "She setting your throat on fire again Nigel?"
"Oh, hi Eddie!" Nigel beamed at him. "I would invite you to join us, but I'm afraid Fiona is spoiling the soup again."
"Short and sweet on the spices, right?" Eddie smirked at his flatmate. "C'mon blondie, you should know by now!"
"For once I think the two of you have a good idea…" Fiona grabbed a bottle of cayenne pepper sauce from the cabinet and expertly untwisted the cap in one fast movement. With incredible aim and precision, she raised the bottle and jerked it forward causing one single drop to fly across the kitchen and deposit itself in said annoying flatmate's right eye.
Eddie's howl of anguish echoed across the neighborhood. Furiously rubbing his eye, which of course only made it worse, he ran into the bathroom sputtering curses about British blondes. Nigel, aghast, threw Fiona a shocked look and ran after Eddie, inquiring if there was anything he could do.
Fiona returned to her soup, a wide grin on her face. She seasoned the delicious meal exactly to her liking.
"You may have something Nigel…" she commented to herself. "Eddie's visit tonight was blessedly short and deliciously sweet!"