OMG, and stir fries are awfully “smelly”. I already cringe when I smell a bit of the stir fry in my living room, and the few bits that do waft upstairs to my bedroom. I can’t imagine sleeping right next to the stove and the kitchen.
And he’s got quite the electrical octopus on top of the bed headboard there. Maybe the smell in the kitchen is the least of his worries.