[Lust heard noises from the kitchen long before she smelled anything burning. Even the smoky smell only garners a raised eyebrow and a glance over her shoulder at first. She's busy, with both television on for background noise and one of her Pokemon biology books open on her lap.]
[But with the culmination of the sound of some hissing thing, the scents, and the 'hypothetical' text from Envy, Lust is on her feet and flinging open the kitchen door.]
Action!
[But with the culmination of the sound of some hissing thing, the scents, and the 'hypothetical' text from Envy, Lust is on her feet and flinging open the kitchen door.]
What in god's good name is going on in here?