 With three of the four items in his pouch, Liz read the next riddle as he walked down the street. I'm made out of metal, and I'm sometimes quite greasy. But I'm very important when you want to take it easy. I help you relax, just like you should. Ribs, beef, or chicken, I help make them taste good. That's it. I don't know what this one is. And even if I did, there's no clue about who has it. Oh, man! Just then, he heard a familiar voice from across a yard.