[Accidental Video]
[The remnant of a clattering noise is heard as a forge image springs to life. The angle is awkward, but an elbow - and the arm it's attached to - can be seen sweeping in and out of view. Another metallic clang and the view shifts. The arm, and elbow, and other things are attached to a boy wearing a blue baseball cap and a white apron. It's Junpei Iori.
Junpei's double-wielding a pair of long chopsticks and a ladle. He's rapidly tossing pots, pans, and ingredients in all directions. It's an elegantly-choreographed culinary dance... or maybe a kung fu-fighting scene involving food. Occasionally he'll slurp a huge mouthful of noodles down his throat straight from the stove, not pausing to chew, or even let it cool down. He's mumbling about how awesome it tastes... And complaining about how hot it is. And he's smiling the whole time.
As fast as he's cooking, he seems to be eating more than he can make. And it's starting to aggravate him.]
Come on, cook faster, dammit!
[He steps it up a little, working even faster, gulping the hot food down as soon as it's cooked. Another loud noise as a pan comes crashing into the forge which goes dark.]
Junpei's double-wielding a pair of long chopsticks and a ladle. He's rapidly tossing pots, pans, and ingredients in all directions. It's an elegantly-choreographed culinary dance... or maybe a kung fu-fighting scene involving food. Occasionally he'll slurp a huge mouthful of noodles down his throat straight from the stove, not pausing to chew, or even let it cool down. He's mumbling about how awesome it tastes... And complaining about how hot it is. And he's smiling the whole time.
As fast as he's cooking, he seems to be eating more than he can make. And it's starting to aggravate him.]
Come on, cook faster, dammit!
[He steps it up a little, working even faster, gulping the hot food down as soon as it's cooked. Another loud noise as a pan comes crashing into the forge which goes dark.]