Oh. OH!

Now this potion brewing thing was getting exciting. Explosions! And fire! Rhodes couldn't help but let a small grin appear on her face, and not wanting to waste anymore time, because fires and explosions, she quickly cleaned off her cutting knife and grabbed the slug she was needed to cut. She figured, since she had one minute to spare, she could take her time cutting it. And after about ten of those seconds, she decided she didn't want to take her time.

Cutting a slug.. was gross. Actually, slugs in general were just gross and she couldn't believe she actually had to touch the thing.

Her face was all scrunched up by the time she had finished cutting it vertically into two, and after grabbing each slug slice, she backed away as far as she could before dropping them into her cauldron. She waited. And waited. And just when it seemed like she would have to be waiting forever, the most GLORIOUS of surface explosions happened and then there was the fire.

Rhodes let out a quiet, evil sort of laugh, that she tried to cover up with a cough, and moving back to her cauldron, she began to bloooooow on the fire to put it out.

How many people were going to forget that last step?