[ Kanata's minding his own business, ignoring everyone in the area as he sits on a picnic blanket off to the side, hoping no one talks to him. It's impossible to ignore the stench of something burning so badly, though, and he turns to look at the source. Some guy's literally throwing dessert (and dessert ingredients) onto a grill? What the fuck? And now he's asking Kanata to join him? The audacity... ]

Hell no! Whatever you're doing smells like shit.

[ ...And then Kanata rises to his feet and stomps over to the grill anyway. He points to the cake. ]

Why's that on the grill?! You can't seriously be stupid enough to think that belongs there!