It was just another day at the Azure Deer Kitchens where Rill Boismortier knew when it all went wrong the moment that he and his girlfriend (and partner-in-food-art) Clarity accidentally forgot to clean the workstation of flammable objects. Small explosions, sounds of electric saws and drilling were normal in his kitchens.
"WHAT IN GOD'S PRECIOUS NAME DID YOU TWO DO NOW," screeched Fragil, running into the kitchen from the fridge (where she was doing inventory count) grabbing one of the several dozen fire extinguishers to put out the flame that had entranced both Rill and Clarity. His business manager Mackenzie made sure that there were more than enough fire extinguishers available since they went through a lot in one week.
Clarity was mumbled to herself as she tried to figure out some recipe or another.
"Sorry, Fragil," said Rill, cheerfully.
Fragil looked conflicted because Rill knew it was hard to stay mad at him because Rill never lost his cool, but at the same time, Fragil and Mackenzie both tended to be the responsible reliable ones in the place with a lot of "artists."
"Chef Rill, I wanna kill you sometimes," muttered Fragil, darkly.
Rill giggled.
Clarity slipped back to reality. "Oh! The fire's gone! Ooooh, Rill, it was such a pretty flame."
Rill beamed at his girlfriend, so lucky to find someone who looked at the world the same way as him. "I know right? But let's not do that again…today, or Fragil might kill us…"
Clarity said, "Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow."
"NO, NOT EVER YOU PSYCHOTIC NUMSKULLS!"