"What?" He's very distracted and in the middle of getting rid of said pants when she asks that. What smell?
Oh.
Fuck.
The food was...on fire. When had that even...okay fine they'd been distracted but...that distracted?
Damn fire ruined everything.
Despite some inner grumbling, Robin jumps into action. He slams a lid down on the saucepan, turns off the stove and tells Sarah to close all the windows and doors.
Well at least all that emergency training was useful. Even if this had The Worst Timing Ever. Ever.
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