[Ah. Validation. A smile starts to creep over Min-Gi's own face now he has confirmation that Ryan is, in fact, enjoying this story. At least the parts he'd intended him to.]

I wasn't going to burn it! Not at first. But Horace wasn't there, so what was he going to do if I did? There wasn't anyone there to complain to. Then I figured, why stop with one thing? Why not really make a point if I'm going to?

So I... burned all of it. It's actually sort of weird the smoke detector didn't go off.

[Actually, why didn't it go off? Why didn't he think about this at the time? Did they even work? He looks vaguely alarmed at the realisation, but it's not like it really matters now. He's going to just... focus on how gratifying it had been at the time, and how good it makes him feel to see Ryan smile that wide.]

I basically gave him a plate of charcoal. No one could have eaten it, especially not your dad.