Gemotions

The restaurant owner, Mr. Evans, walked in, his face a mask of false cheer. "Great review, Chef," he said. He didn’t meet Chef Kenzo's eye. The paper lay on the counter, with the words "disappointing" and "overpriced" staring back at them both.

Kenzo grabbed a plate of exquisitely crafted sushi and hurled it across the room. The delicate arrangement shattered against the wall, rice and fish splattering everywhere.

He then started furiously scrubbing at the wall, with no thought for the mess it would create. His knuckles were raw and bloody by the time the owner, with his cheery demeanor, walked out.