"It's just a little cabbage, you can't back down now, no matter how you cook it, it's still edible."
"Captain Lin, listen to my advice. After all, you were her teacher. If she quits halfway, all her future embarrassments would be blamed on you."
...
The cooks chimed in, one after another, as if they were performing a crosstalk, entirely unabashed.
But just as they were getting into the swing of things, all of them were chased away by Captain Lin's iron spatula.
Watching them scurry off, still shouting, "Captain, you have to teach her well, Flossie's future is in your hands," Captain Lin hoveringly lowered the iron spatula he was holding up.
How infuriating!
Grinding his teeth fiercely, Captain Lin angrily cursed, these little rascals!
"Captain Lin, time to add the oil."
Suddenly, Flossie Wright's voice came.
Startled, Captain Lin rushed over reflexively.
Still, he was a step too late...
