When the sausage made his entrance, the container of red pepper flakes recoiled back slightly. Murmuring amongst themselves, they knew the Chorizo Cartel meant business. Stories spilled around the supermarket that an off-brand waffle got a tad too friendly with that crowd, and nobody heard from him since. Even the spiciest of condiments knew to steer clear, such as these flakes knew. All they needed to do was endure this day at the counter until they could be put in the spice cabinet, and ideally be used to make the sauce.