We are packing up to leave a kitchen fire, the fire now knocked down.
It’s in a nicer neighborhood, but people are as nosy as in any other neighborhood. A woman and her teenagers approach.
“Was that a meth lab?”
“I don’t think so. It’s just a kitchen.”
“Why does it smell so bad like that?”
“It’s a pretty typical fire smell.”
“Is it bad that we’re breathing it in?”
“Well, if you stayed inside instead of coming out here…”