I guess it'll have to. I don't have anything else but a knife and that seems unsafe.

[He reaches over to take it.]

I have some cleaner...but...it's probably not going to be able to handle this until it's more manageable.

[He presses the edge of the spatula against the caked on blob of burnt up mess then pushes against it to start scraping.

*Snap*

Well, there goes that idea.

Makoto holds up the handle of the now-headless spatula.]

......This is going to take some elbow grease.