I got this far thanks to flouting instruction.

[Amusement shows in his eyes and voice as he rolls back out the small knives and tweezers before pulling a cloth off of a very large liver on a tray. He holds his hand over it, and his hand glows an orange-red.]

Thawing this out. I freeze what I get to stave off decay as I can't always get to it right away. The gangs in Darktown get more worked up during the cold months, it seems.