"..."
Wayward looked down at the bacon, which was still in its packet. What kind of fool would just absentmindedly place a plastic packet, with bacon in, into a hot environment like he just had? He stood for a moment, thinking that last thought over. He hoped the Bacon wasn't covered in melted plastic, and he didn't know whether they had any more left...
"Oh, yeah. Thanks."
He took the bacon out of the packet, and put it in to cook. Ah, the sweet scent of victory over a everday enemy- foolishness.