Fast forward to supper time.
"Ama, why is this spaghetti so hot? We can't eat it!"
"It's not hot, said Marash Girl; it's luke warm!"
"No, Ama, it's burning our tongues!"
"Whoops!" said Marash Girl, who had opened a bottle of salsa (rather than the bottle of spaghetti sauce that was sitting right next to it on the shelf) and poured hot salsa all over the pasta that she was serving to her little grandchildren for supper!