"Oi! What you do that for?! There was nothing wrong with them!" Arthur exclaimed, outraged that Francis just threw out his food. Honestly. Those scones were still just fine to eat. It was such a waste. "And I don't need you to cook for me. I am perfectly capable of cooking for myself. " He went over to his fridge and began looking through, looking for something else he could eat since Francis wasted his scones. "And I'm not the love of your life.." he muttered to himself. Though he didn't want to admit it, that's what the spell was supposed to have done.