Rem payed little attention to the knock on the door until Mickey said something about ordering a pizza.<br/><br/>"None of y'all had better of ordered a pizza!" Rem grumbled. Due to the extreme nature of their burners on their stove, the water was already boiling in the pot, the veggies were already chopped, and the meat was prepared. Rem, with little concern for whoever was at the door, started to scoop ingredients into the pot. After a few moments of stirring and a healthy dash of spices (and a gratuitous amount of Slap 'ya Mama), Rem put the whole thing on a  simmer and started absentmindedly tasting the concoction.<br/><br/>It was only at this point that he actually leaned out of the kitchen to see who was at the door.<br/><br/>"Who is this?" he asked.