fandomhighdorms | 2nd floor common room, morning/brunch time

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2nd floor common room, morning/brunch time

Cameron returns from a run into town with a couple of bags. He's got muffins from Jeff the God of Biscuits, the NPC bakery, and ingredients for his omelettes and the pancakes Marty is going to make. Hopefully either Marty or Rory show up soon because Cam's really not too good at making coffee. With the invitation folder helmet on, he is however capable of making a damn wicked omelette.

((Yes, this is adressed to the 2nd floor but anyone who wanders by will get breakfast. So feel free to drop in.))

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Cameron laughs and motions to the bag on the counter. "Help yourself, man. There's pancakes and omelettes too if you want."

Pip stops to think about it. "Omeletteeeeeeees would be even beeeeeetter. What kiiiiiiind of muffins do you haaaaaaaaaave?"

"You sound like a morning person," Cameron grins. "All kinds. Blueberry, plain, chocolate chip,... just have a look. How do you want your omelette?"

Pip shrugs and flops down on the couch. "I'm used to getting up at all sorts of weird hours. One time when we were Germany I was roused from my bed at 2:30 because we were suddenly moving to North Texas. Cheese on my omlette, by the way." He grabs a muffin. "So, how's your weekend been?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm right there with you. It's just that most people get annoyed when I'm bouncy in the morning. It's a nice change," Cameron sets to making the omelette for Pip. "It's been interesting. How was detention?"

Pip shrugs. "It was worth it, but incredibly boring" he responds through his muffin. "Had to write an essay and some lines and collect some weird plant stuff for the teacher. And then wait. The endless waiting. I know I've had to be dragged from a lot of stuff, but I'm telling ya, I've never wanted to be dragged from something less than I was dragged from my bed, or rather her bed yesterday morning." He takes another bite. "I got an audition with Barbossa for the radio, so I guess something good came of it."

"Detention's not supposed to be fun," Cameron raises an eyebrow and watches Pip with interest. "Her?"

Pip glances around, sees Maia, and waves Cameron over for a whispered confrence.

Maia smiled and waved back raising her eyebrow at the whispered conversation.

Definitely curious now, Cameron moves closer to see what Pip has to say.

"Chiana," Pip whispers. "Gray skinned alien? She's good in the sack, in case you were wondering."

[[OOC: Just in time for me to leave to go eat. Can't live on Fandom breakfasts, after all. Back as soon as I can.]]

Cameron coughs, turning slightly red. "Yeah, I know who you mean. Didnt need to know that but... Good for both of you..." He says a bit awkwardly.

Pip snickers. Americans and their sexual hang-ups. "Sorry, didn't mean to... what's the phrase... TMI? I'm used to a more "open" environment." His eye widens as he remembers something. "More important, you live here on the second floor, right?"

"Speaking of which," Pippi says softly to Pip, "I took the liberty of procuring a few reminders of our time in detention... You know... To remind us how we should behave..."

Pip grins. "Ohhh, what kind of... reminders?

"Maybe..." she said with a twinkle in her eye, "Just maybe it would be a few samples (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/512821.html?thread=24144437#t24144437) of the gillyweed (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/512821.html?thread=24147253#t24147253)."

"And what, praytell, does this gillyweed do?" Pip asks. Completely innocently, of course.

"I have heard that some people have difficulty breathing underwater... I have also heard that eating the gillyweed takes care of that for a time."

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Pippi has been standing on the stairs watching with amusement.

"Are we having a Morning Person's Anonymous meeting down here?"

"More like a 2nd floor rocks meeting, but hey if that's how you want to name it..." Cameron grins.

"Ooooof course the second floor rocks." Says Pippi eyeing the omlettes, "Everybody know's that!"

"Good girl," Cameron laughs and notices Pippi eyeing the omelettes. "You want one? Marty's making pancakes if you'd rather have that and there's muffins too."

Pippi does love her some pancakes, but thinks back to Marty's muffins.

"I'll take an omlette thanks... Who made the muffins?"

If Pippi had said anything about her suspicions Cameron would have pointed out that Kawalsky actually made the batter. "I just bought them from the bakers. What sort of omelette do you want?"