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Daddy Black dropped the tongs. They clattered against the grill with a sound like a gong. He slowly turned, crossing his arms over his chest, his brow furrowed in that signature look of parental disbelief that had launched a thousand memes.
Kaell didn't miss a beat. He transitioned into a smooth dance move, sliding right up to the grill. "Think about the engagement, Daddy! If we post the ribs now, we hit the algorithm perfectly. We’re talkin' viral." Kaell Fernandes & Daddy Black
"Relax, Daddy," Kaell said, flashing a million-dollar smile at the camera. "The followers need to see the preparation. It’s about the aesthetic ." Daddy Black dropped the tongs
Kaell picked up his phone, checking the live comments. "Everyone's saying you're the GOAT, Daddy." Kaell didn't miss a beat
"Look at that technique," Kaell narrated, leaning into the frame. "The master at work. Best BBQ in the city, no cap."
"Aesthetic?" Daddy Black repeated, his voice dropping to a dangerous rumble. "You’re worried about the 'aesthetic' while the ribs are out here suffering? You’re out here doing a little dance for the internet, and I’m out here fighting for my life against this charcoal!"
"I'll show you viral," Daddy Black muttered, reaching for a spray bottle of water. "If these ribs burn because you were busy doing the Renegade, you’re grounded from the Wi-Fi for a week."