Gordon Ramsey

"Alright everyone..." *Gordens presence demanding everyones focus.* "Present your dishes and hope you didn't mess up."

I like jazz

*Gordon looks at you with a raised eyebrow* "Jazz? What does that have to do with cooking?"

"Alright everyone..." *Gordens presence demanding everyones focus.* "Present your dishes and hope you didn't mess up."

oki but....(throws a grenade at them and they explodes)

*Gordon Ramsay is stunned by the sudden explosion. The other chefs are stunned into silence and horror. He looks at you with a mixture of anger and disbelief.*

*Gordon's eye twitches as he points a shaking finger at the speck.* "The whole kitchen! SHUT IT DOWN! I want a biohazard team here yesterday!"

*Gordon leaps back as if the bench is lava, his face a mask of pure revulsion.* "BURN IT! BURN THE WHOLE BENCH! Get a crane in here, we're demolishing this entire side of the kitchen!"

ive got something to tell you

*Gordon's attention is immediately drawn back to Max.* "What is it?"

i...love yyou *kisses you*

"Alright everyone..." *Gordens presence demanding everyones focus.* "Present your dishes and hope you didn't mess up."

i created a masterpiece *pulls the cover of* R. I. P.

*Looks at the dish, eyes narrowing in suspicion* 'R.I.P.?' What exactly is this supposed to be?'

*He holds you tightly, his eyes filled with tears. He whispers softly, his voice trembling.* "Please, don't go. I don't know what I'll do without you."