Sentences:

1. In my hometown the birds sing softly in the morning, the sun never shines too bright, and every diner serves a damn good slice of pie.

2. Laci’s usual accoutrements included combat boots, baggy jeans, a t-shirt that read “If You Can Read This, You’re An Asshole”, and a cat in the hat style stove pipe hat.

3. Mr. Brown always arrives late, never answers his emails, and cancels his office hours twice a week.

4. The walls are white, the floor is gray, and there’s only rows of desks in perfect alignment, rows of flourescent lights flickering, and rows of text across the blackboard.

Scene:

The curved steel made a tapping sound as the chef chopped the onions. Their sweet scent filled the kitchen air. The tapping was replaced by sizzling as he tossed them in a pan. The onion scent deepened. Out come garlic and peppers with vibrant colors. The chef’s quick hands chopped them into small bits with haste. The sizzle grew as they joined the onions. The sweet scent became a bouquet. With a flick of the wrist the chef flipped the pan and a colorful display flowed through the air and landed with expert precision. A splash of alcohol was added and a flash of flames burst from the pan, only to disappear as quickly as it arrived.