[R?my and Émile have just been struck by lightning]

Whoa you've gotta taste this! It's-it's got this kind of, burny, melty, it's not really a smoky taste, it's-it's a certain, oh, it's kindof like a "Whoosh! Kaboom! Zap!" kind of taste, don't you think? What would you call that flavor?

[hesitantly]

Lightning-y?

Yeah! It's lightning-y!