Saturday Morning, 3rd Floor Common Room

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter had woken disgustingly early in a disgustingly good and sober mood and decided to make breakfast for his floor, or anyone who happened by.

Pancakes were Pippi's thing, crepes were Pip's, Walter decided on omelettes. After a quick run into town, he has most of the ingredients one could hope for in an omelette and several dozen eggs.

Remember, he doesn't just work as a waiter at Cafe Fina, he cooks there, too. Come on in for some free food.

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[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip pokes his head around the door. "I sense food that I won't have to go into town or pay money to eat."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter looks up from his own breakfast and grins. "I knew food would start to bring people out of the woodwork. What do you want in your omelette?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Cheese, tomato, ham, bacon," Pip said, taking a seat on the couch. "How did you know that I love omlettes?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I would say it went with the training, but I was not thinking of you in particular," Walter said as he began pulling together Pip's omelette. "I chose for more global appeal."

Putting a plate on the coffee table in front of Pip, Walter retrieved his own food and sat down. "Where were you last night? We missed you at the dance."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

*flails for a reason*

"Sick," Pip said. "Nasty head cold-type thing. Went to bed early and slept it it off."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

*snerks after having to come up with wire origin story number 33b on the spur of the moment last night*

"Are you feeling better now?" He forked another bite of omelette and leaned away from Pip. "More importantly, are you contagious?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Yes and no," Pip said. "At least, I don't think I am."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair wanders in from the 4th floor when he smells food. Seeing who was sitting, he paused and waved shyly. "Hey guys!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Good morning, Blair. Hungry?" There were no peppers to be seen among the ingredients.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair nodded. "Yeah, actually I'm starving!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Then allow me," Walter said cheerfully, hopping up from his seat to pour some eggs into a pan. "Will you be trying out for the big theater production I have been hearing about? And what do you want in your omelette?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"You seem really happy this morning, Walter. Did you go to the dance last night?" Blair grinned and bounced. "Yeah, I'm really excited about trying out! I've got my song all picked out and stuff. How about you? Are you going to try out?"

"Um...veggies and cheese?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"It was a good night," Walter said, grinning.

"As for the play, I am a behind the scenes sort of person," Walter said, shaking his head and adding cheese and a variety of vegetables to Blair's omelette. "I will volunteer to help out with the stage crew."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi flounces up the stairs on her way to change for auditions. Upon hearing friendly voices and cooking food she decides she looks plenty fine for auditions.

"Hey Walter. What'cha makin'?"

She is very cheerfull and is scratching her back with her belaying pin. Her dress and hair are pretty much as they were last night. But she's wearing her normal boots which are covered with sand.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Omelettes. Are you hungry? I can whip something up while you change, if you want?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Meh." she said plunking down at the table "I can change later."

((ooc: besides. I've already posted to the auditions in my dress... :P

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Right. How about some food?" He poured some eggs into a pan and looked at her expectantly. "Do I want to know why you are still wearing your party dress?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Cheese and whatever else." she said for her omlette order. "Nadia and I decided to go hunting last night. Just got back"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter shook his head and laughed. "Didn't you get cold? No, nevermind, you were not really in any shape to notice the temperature. And what is on your agenda today? Will you be trying out for the play?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wandered in as well, though somewhat less enthusiastically. She was wearing an oversized pair of unfashionable sunglasses and swinging her mallet idly from one hand, and yes, also still dressed as she was for the dance

Her nose wrinkled slightly at the smell of omlettes.

"Oh look. People."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

And here was Nadia, also in her party dress.

"Good morning, Nadia, would you like some breakfast? Or maybe just some tea?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia blinked blearily at him from behind her sunglasses.

Of course, the lenses were reflective, so it probably looked more like she stared blankly at him for a few moments.

"Tea," she said, considering. "Yes. Tea."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Tea it is." Walter said, speaking quietly. Hangovers he recognized, even if he really only understood them in theory.

"Have a seat and tell me why both you and Pippi are still wearing your dresses from last night."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia sat down and gently thwapped herself on the forehead with her hand.

She might have even said something that was explanation-ish, but it was very much muttered quietly into her hand, and thus probably not completely understandable.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter set a cup down in front of her with a small bowl of sugar and some a small pitcher of milk.

"I didn't quite catch that. Did I hear the word chinchilla in there?" He turned away before she could see him smirk and busied himself slicing some mushrooms. "You really should try to eat something."