“Well, prepare to be equally impressed by my toast-making skills.” “This should be good,” Maddox said, not even trying to hide his amusement. “Do you remember what Chief Kincaid taught you last week about fire safety? Do you need me to pull up the footage?” Five minutes later, the smoke alarm was going off, and I was staring at two pieces of what could generously be called charcoal. “Nailed it,” I announced, waving a dish towel at the alarm until it stopped shrieking.
Seriously. For comedy's sake, okay, I guess, but really: was he making toast over the gas logs in the fireplace? Does Maddox not have a toaster? Not sure how you can turn bread into a charcoal briquette unless you are using open flame...
