"Relax, Daddy," Kaell said, flashing a million-dollar smile at the camera. "The followers need to see the preparation. It’s about the aesthetic ."
"Aesthetic?" Daddy Black repeated, his voice dropping to a dangerous rumble. "You’re worried about the 'aesthetic' while the ribs are out here suffering? You’re out here doing a little dance for the internet, and I’m out here fighting for my life against this charcoal!" Kaell Fernandes & Daddy Black
Daddy Black took a bite of a rib, chewed thoughtfully, and nodded. "Well," he said, wiping sauce from his chin, "at least the internet has some sense. Now put that phone away and eat before I eat yours, too." "Relax, Daddy," Kaell said, flashing a million-dollar smile