Burnt Crème Brûlée and a Fire Extinguisher Serenade

Eleven-second cringe-romantic farce, 16:9. An upscale bistro in dim romantic lighting: a couple on an anniversary date leaning in close, candles flickering between them, when their waiter GASTON arrives with a blowtorch for tableside creme brulee and absolutely too much confidence. 0-3 seconds: a romantic two-shot opens on the couple, then a slow push-in follows Gaston as he torches the sugar with showmanship, narrating in a thick accent, the blue flame kissing the custard's surface. 3-7 seconds: Gaston gets distracted by a passing dessert cart and holds the flame thirty seconds too long; the custard blackens, smoke rises in a thick column, the woman's smile freezes mid-sentence, the man's eyebrows climb. 7-11 seconds: the sprinkler system erupts in a wide chaos shot, soaking the couple, the charred ramekins, and Gaston, who bows deeply as if this were the plan, water streaming off his bow tie; the woman laughs despite herself, mascara running, while the man calmly puts on the complimentary rain poncho and the chandelier drips onto the white tablecloth. Craft: Gaston wears a black vest, white shirt, and a bow tie, blowtorch in hand; the couple are dressed for an anniversary, she in a dark dress, he in a blazer; the bistro has candles, white tablecloths, and a dessert cart. Camera: a romantic two-shot opening, a slow push-in on the torch, a wide chaos shot for the sprinklers. Lighting: candlelight shifting to harsh sprinkler white. Atmosphere: cringe-romantic farce. Style: sitcom multi-cam feel, 30fps.