"I actually called you a prick and then asked for help, but fine. Seems you are intent on being useless so I'll just do it myself!" Vincent sighed and grabbed some pasta and a pan. He filled the pan with water then attempted to ignite the hob on the oven, as soon as he does his arm catches on fire, causing him to drop the pan. He screams out and frantically pats out the flames, his sleeve now singed. "I bamle you for this!" He glared at Angder.