I'm sitting here in the kitchen on Piers the lappy while Terumi cooks dinner. We're having "make your own bastardized sushi" night. Chicken and hotdogs, in MY sushi? Yeap!
So anyway, sitting here, Terumi looks up. "...Why is there smoke?"
Oh snap. I immediately open the window and then check to make sure the cake-thing I made in the oven isn't burning despite the fact that I turned off the oven a half hour ago.
Then I look at the stove. There's a pot on the back burner with something in it.
"What's in the pot?"
"Oil."
"THERE'S YOUR ANSWER!"
