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[Anyone who comes near the kitchen may hear pots banging. There is also the smell of something burning, and a foggy color to the air. But it's not smoke. Should you enter, you'll see flour all over the counter and table. Miranda is in the center of it all with flour in her hair, covering her hands, and some of her face.
There's not a huge mess, but it's obvious she's stressed and not sure what she's doing as she stares down at a more than slightly charred lumpy thing in a pan. As she stares worriedly down at the...whatever it is, she mumbles to herself.]
I don't think apple pie is supposed to look this way...
[Miranda is attempting to cook beyond her skills. Someone please save the kitchen?]