Words of the Constant
It'll burst into flames any moment now.
I-I need a light, quickly!
Oooh, that's... upsettingly crunchy.
I can't explain why, but it reminds me of baba's cooking.
I have a bad feeling about this.
I left it on too long.
Those ingredients didn't make anything.
Time to go!
Hello, monsieur? Are you here?
Ah zut, an empty cupboard.
I'll just have to come back later.
It would be better with more petits chats, non?
Ah, perhaps I should find a place with more hiding spots.
I'm afraid that's enough playing for one day.
I'll need a key to get through.
Non, that will not do.
The festivities seem to be over.
Property of our metal friend.
Only mademoiselle Wurt can ring this dinner bell.
Continue, monsieur Bernie!
I think I am forgetting an important ingredient.
Trop fort!
Un moment, the judge seems to be occupied.
I would seriously hurt myself if I did.
That would be wasteful.
No need, it's already en glace.
Patience!
I already have a little companion.
Mon dieu, that's far away.
Non, that's not the one I'm following.
Zut! Too slow!
I smell roasting meat.
I will not interrupt.
It, oh, it appears to be on fire.
I guess it never occurred to me I'd need to change.
I should give them their privacy.
I'll be needing something to groom, non?
There's not really much to work with at the moment.
A full charge!
It is low on charge.
Ah non, this fish is far too small.
I'm afraid it's a bit too small.
I'm missing some ingredients.
Pardonnez-moi! Someone's already doing that.
I think I've gotten something mixed up.
This isn't the best place for it.
Perhaps once things have settled down, non?
I'm not quite ready yet.
Pardonnez-moi! I shouldn't backseat cook.
I'll need to get a little closer to cook with that.