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“It’s RAW!!!” Gordon slammed his fist on the plate frustratingly. It shattered into pieces and onto the ground. The chefs in red all backed away, surprised, “THE SALMON IS FUCKING RAW! Who cooked this?!?” Nobody responded. “Well???” Gordon looked around the kitchen, pure anger taking over his expression. This lot was so incompetent, he thought. They’ll never complete a dinner service at this rate.
After a moment of silence, one hand raised. It belonged to the renowned Setsuna Yuki. “I… It was me, chef. I cooked the salmon.”
“COOKED?!” The chef yelled. “That thing’s still in the FUCKING ocean!” He then threw a plate to the ground. “Make another right now, or get out of my kitchen!!”
“Yes, chef!” Setsuna nodded, speed walking around the kitchen to prepare more salmon for her ticket.
Meanwhile, Lanzhu brought up a ‘fresh’ plate of scallops to the pass. She turned and began to walk away, clearly proud of her creation. Gordon checked it over and immediately scowled. “YOU! Come here. Come here, you.” He tapped Lanzhu’s shoulder and she turned back around.
“What?”
“Oh, don’t give me that. What the FUCK is this?? The scallops are raw! You’ll kill the whole dining room with this!!!”
Lanzhu shrugged to that. “It isn’t Lanzhu’s problem.”
Gordon stopped and glared. “....Get out.”
“What?”
“Get. OUT!!!” He pointed to the door. After a minute of complaining, Lanzhu rolled her eyes and left, throwing her jacket to the floor.
“Alright, alright! Now that that shithead’s gone, I want somebody to take over for her! Mia! Get on the fish station!”
“Yes, chef!” Mia went to her new station while others took over her past station. She cooked up 3 more scallops and brought them to the pass, where Gordon checked over it.
….Here we go again.
“...GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN!!!”