Something on the other burner began to GURGLE, followed by a long TSSSSS. Victor Morgan's eyes were drawn to the sound, only to find that fresh milk had boiled over the pot, nearly extinguishing the flame.
Victor Morgan: "..."
After cleaning up the kitchen mess—the milk burnt to the bottom of the pot, the charred toast, and the stubbornly undercooked sweet potatoes in the oven—Victor Morgan let out a long sigh.
Director Sterling finally stopped trying to shoo Victor Morgan away. He looked a little embarrassed. "That was... truly an accident..."
Victor Morgan didn't expose his father-in-law. An accident, huh? It was certainly an accident.
"Well, you're probably not used to the appliances here, Dad. That's why things got a little hectic and mistakes were made." Victor Morgan offered him an out.
Director Sterling's eyes lit up, but then he shook his head.
