Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night

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Sam stood in front of the counter. On the stove were three tea kettles, heating nicely. On the counter were several bowls, with colored powder in them. When the kettles whistled, she measured the water, poured it into the bowls, stirred them until the powder dissolved, then carefully carried the bowls to the fridge. Two of the bowls were full of blue liquid.

Anyone who knew or cared about this sort of thing might notice that the bowls were full of raw Jell-o in every flavor except red. Not that she was bitter about the cafeteria's lack of blue Jell-o or anything.