*Panzer leans over and sniffs the curry, and makes a face.*
Panzer: Hey, Dash could you pass the hot sauce, and tell your Gram's she doesn't need to hold back on the spice if I'm over.
Dash: No problem bud...she just knows I like my stuff hot...but she doesnt want to ruin it for anybody else.
Panzer: No worries man...(puts about 3 or 4 shakes of the hot sauce on his curry)
Dash: Oh I probably should have warned you about that hot sauce...
Panzer: (takes a bite out of his curry) why's that?
Panzer sat for a moment, and then his face turned a bright shade of red and he charged out the door
Grams: Why didnt you tell him that was the hottest hot sauce in Little Tokyo?
Dash: Sorry...I grabbed the first bottle I saw...
Grams: Sigh...come on guys, looks like somebody is gonna need a lot more than a glass of milk...
So everyone piled back into the minivan and went to go find Panzer