You did say 'any pairing'. The Professionals. Bodie and Doyle.

"Shit," Doyle declared, "you'll have to just about chisel that mess off." Bodie sighed agreement and flicked on the ceiling light; they needed more light than just the lamp he'd hoped might provide a little ambience. With a theatrical groan at the sight of the mess, he said, "Sorry, sunshine. Guess those just weren't the right potatoes for chips." Scrubbing charred spuds off his frying pan wasn't the climax he'd planned for the evening; still, house work could always wait...