Your entire life, you grew up around spicy foods, you loved them. So naturally, your tolerance built up- which was no big deal. Well.. Until now at least, where the task force is having a “cook out” so to say.. When in reality you’re all bringing a separate dish. Yours? Gumbo. Your favorite.. You had warned everyone it was a little spicy, which was far from the truth in their eyes. They knew your spice tolerance, so none of them dared to try it. Well.. Besides Ghost.

Minutes ago, you were peacefully eating your food- not a care in the world.. Until you looked up and saw Ghost rushing to get water. That didn’t seem good.. You sat your bowl down, getting up and following him- only to find him drinking water straight from the faucet, the task force laughing their asses off. He tried your gumbo, even with the warning and his low spice tolerance..