fandomhighdorms | 3rd Floor Common Room - 6PM Fandom Time

At promply 6:00, Victor can be heard running up and down the stairs yelling "FREE FOOD! 3RD FLOOR!" Any who decides to investigate will find several tables full of various foods set up in the third floor common room. A delicious combination of smells wafts from the display, and several students are standing and waiting to serve you. The entrees are:

Table 1: Sweedish Meatballs, Various Pickled Herrings, and Pancakes

Table 2: Homemade Spaghetti with Garlic Bread

Table 3: Coq au vin (Basically rooster stew cooked with red wine)

Table 4: Cock and Bull Stew (Chicken, beef cubes, tomatoes, potatoes, spices)

Table 5: Warm Apple Pie (Whipped Cream optional)

Table 6: Rice Balls and Sushi, courtesy of Sakura! Yum!

There are a couple of unfolded tables just in case someone decides to add something to the buffet. There is also a table filled with disposable plates, cups, bowls, and utensils, as well as napkins. In the corner are a variety of bottled juices and sodas in an ice chest.

And, as promised, there are Twinkies. Boxes and boxes of Twinkies.

So what are you waiting for? Dig in! Mingle! Celebrate diversity!

[OCD Threads are up!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Brilliant! I know someone who may have already helped me in getting into that locked office at unnamed point in the past."

Grinning, he bounced up on his toes and looked around, but didn't spot Pip offhand. "I'll see if he's interested."

"If not, I bet I could get us in." Nadia bounced slightly. "This'll be great!"

"Yes, although I was disappointed with my last prank on him. We had some great reactions from Smith. This Dewey fellow didn't have anything to say about it."

"What was the prank?"

He grinned evilly. "Someone who will remain unnamed helped me by hacking his office speakers to play nothing but 'it's a small world' over and over again."

Nadia's eyes widened. "That's . . . evil! Unless he actually likes that song,"

"I did some research about the music he talks about, which is why I was in Empire records on brownie day." He grimaced and rubbed his cheek. "And I don't think that's his kind of music."

"People listen to all kinds of music, though." Nadia shrugged. "As far as I can tell, Lucas listens to everything."

"Right. Well let me know when he decides to have a swing and Cole Porter theme day and I will be sure to go in shopping."

"I will. Though I don't always know what he's playing, you know, since I only work once a week,"

"Sundays, right? You should come by Cafe Fina after work on Sundays sometimes. I'll make sure you get the special price on our non-menu. Cerveza Quilmes, right?"

"That's the one." Nadia shrugged. "The store is open until midnight, but I get the feeling that's mostly just talk. We'll see."

"Midnight? You aren't walking back up to the school alone are you?"

Walter ducked his head. "Don't kick me. You know me about that."

Nadia glared. "Yes, I do. It's one of your less charming qualities."

And suddenly she blushed.

"But, no, Lucas offered to drive me back on his motorcycle if I didn't have anyone else with me."

Subject change. Yes. Good idea. "Did you meet Boone yet? He joined us at lunch?"

"Not yet." Yeah, that's a slightly shmoopie expression on her face. "I noticed someone new talking to you guys, but I was too busy to go say hi. Is he nice?"

"He seems it." Walter was very happy to see the schmoopy expression. "He says he's pretty boring, but he seemed nice. I'll introduce you two if we have a chance."

"Great!" Yeah, double shmoopie expression. "Boring around here is still pretty interesting."

"I thought so too. I think he's still trying to figure this place out, even more than we are."

Nadia winced. "Ooo. He's going to get a lot of headaches, then. He's a new student?"

"New like us. He said he's sixteen. He's spent the past six years or so in boarding schools, his family has 'some money.' Anything else?" He grinned and appeared to remember something. "His eyes are a very nice cerulean blue."

Nadia refrained from sticking her tongue out at Walter, but it was a near thing. "Is he gay?"

"I don't know, it's not as though we have something that says, 'I like guys' in special ink on our foreheads, but if I had to guess, I'd say no."

Yes, Nadia does now have a mental image of all gay men wandering around with an "I like guys" tatoo on their forheads. And yes, she's visibly amused by this. "Okay," she says. "I was just curious. When do we want to do the glitter thing?"

Walter cannot read minds and thus does not know the source of Nadia's amusement, instead assuming that it's related to the glitter.

"I have to talk to our locksmith ~~and Dewey~~, and I will let you know?" He grinned and said, "I will leave you a voicemail. You will get the glitter?"