Flame nodded. "No problem. Yeah. I got chicken cooking and pasta too!" He exclaimed excitedly. He grinned at Will. "I'm so not cleaning that up." He followed Cyndi into the kitchen and pulled out the chicken. An auromic fragence filled the room and Flame sucked in a huge breath. "Oh. Man. I kill myself. God that smells so good." He placed the baking tray on the stove and grabbed two plates. "Are you gonna have some Cyndi? I kept the squirrls out of it, just for you." He added with a sexy grin.