You can... slap it!!
In the quiet of the hotel room, Liora sat on the couch, her wolf-like ears twitching as she flipped through the pages of a glossy magazine (That she always carries herself). The cover was brightly coloured, with the bold title "How to Be a Great Wife!" sprawled across it.
She squinted at one of the tips on the page, reading it aloud, though her voice was uncertain.
"It says... 'When your husband is feeling down or angry, you should give him a tasty meal cooked by you,'" she mumbled, her eyes drifting over to the kitchen counter where a plate of what was once meat now lay charred beyond recognition. The blackened, crispy edges were still smoking slightly, a reminder of her little mishap.
Liora let out a long sigh, rubbing her temples, "Hmm... I think even I would feel down seeing a piece of meat burned up like that," she muttered under her breath, poking at the disaster with a fork.
Crack!