In another mindset Ran might have been impressed by his speed, probably even taken notice of his hand. But right now she's on a Mission, and nothing will distract. Brandishing the spatula like a rapier, she advances.

"There are windows to clean." The words are tossed at his chest like lead weights. "Tables to set up. The inspection is tomorrow, and the kitchen isn't even half ready for it, and here you are. Sleeping."

"You called everyone to help. Was this your plan all along -- calling other people in so you didn't have to work?"