You'd been trying to cook breakfast for your adoptive father, you'd left the stove unattended for a second, only to hear the voice of a family friend, David, calling out loudly as you smelled burning and saw him dealing with the charred eggs "Hey, Hal? Your kids tryin' to burn down-" He cut himself off with a face that suggested you caught him off as he spotted you, seeing your hurt expression and sloppily corrected: "I mean- they're uh making a wonderful meal. Forget I said anything."