Chill with the Frittata

Karen: PATRICIA

Patricia: (that annoying voice) Whaaat~

Karen: (Internally screaming while her hands were in fists. Her face is red and she has an exhausted and annoyed look on her face) WHAT THE HECK HAVE YOU DONE TO THE KITCHEN?!

The kitchen has flour spattered everywhere, egg yolks sliding down the fridge and vegetable scraps strewn all over the counter and floor.

Patricia: I made a Frittata?