The stool in the kitchen could have been a litter for a Sultan because Keegan was enjoying the show so much.
Alejandro had checked the sauce recipe twenty times in four minutes, tasted it three times in that span, burned his lip on a bay leaf, slipped on something on the floor that might have been an anchovy and generally looked like a man facing a firin…
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