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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[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?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I... I'm not sure... When we woke up..." she said waving her hand at Nadia and herself. "We were at Artie's... You know. He's the strongest man... In the World!"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Of course I'll be trying out! How about you?"

((ooc: Gah! phone posting! sry

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"That is not my specialty. I will volunteer to help backstage or organizationally, but I am not a spotlight sort of person. Besides, while I dance well enough, I am not a singer."

Walter placed an omelette with a little bit of everything in it in front of Pippi and went to fix himself some more food.

"Did you two find what you were hunting for?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Maybe you could be in the chorus... Then you could dance and move your mouth while everybody else sings for you!"

She leaned an elbow on the table and took a bite of delicious omlette.

"I don't think we did find what we were hunting for... If we did, then we didn't... Ya know, take it with us. I'm not sure, it's hard to remember."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I would prefer to do something more useful. Not everyone needs to be on the stage. I would not be bothered to do it, but I just think there are things to which my skills are better suited."

He finished up a second omelette for himself and dropped down in a seat near Pippi.

"Well, perhaps next time you can find what you were looking for, although I would suggest being more careful of the punch. I think adding rum to it became sort of... redundant after a while."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi speared a bit of omelet.

"In my family, rum is the 5th food group and part of a well balanced brakefast generally comes in three varieties; There's 'rum', and what Grandfather Fabe called 'The Good Stuff', and then there was 'Whoa! Nelly! Pippi? You don't get to have any of this'... The other night I discovered a bottle of the third variety at the bottom of my sea-chest. In retrospect... I probably should have tried it out under a more controlled enviroment."

She ate the bit of omlette from her fork and chewed thoughtfully.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Strip poker," Walter said and smirked. "Victor and I were talking about it with Nadia recently and he reminded me again last night."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"You want to play a game of cards that involves taking off other people's clothing and drinking 'Whoa Nelly!' rum? How can this not end poorly? Let's play tonight!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I am beginning to think it is the sort of experience that is obligatory around at least once," Walter said, grinning broadly. "Do you have more 'Whoa Nelly!' rum?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Maaaaaybe."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Maaaaaybe?" Walter shook his head. "And what would make that maaaaaybe a yes?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"That Maaaaaaaaaaaybe was code for yes."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Then what can I do to get you to save some of that rum for a game of strip poker?" He coughed and hastened to add. "We will need more people than you and me, of course."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I don' know." she said with a mouth full of omlette.

"You can just ask. Saying 'please' would probably help..."

She speared another bit of omlette.

"Oh! Yes, and you can start it off with 'Kindest, sweetest Pippi'!"

Okay, now? She's totally messing with you.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter took a few more bites of omelette while trying not to laugh. "Right. Kindest, sweetest Pippi, would you save some of your 'Whoa Nelly' rum for a game of strip poker."

He took another bite and chewed before remembering. "Please?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi shook her head like she had some hard thinking to do and cut up some more of her omelette. She chewed thoughtfully for a while.

"Okay."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Brilliant!" Walter grinned and nodded his head happily. "Now all we need are victims players. Are you in?" As the mun blinks at the image of strip poker!Pippi.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi isn't sure it's fair for her to play a betting game with people who can only afford to wager their clothing. Particularly if their decision making skills are hindered by "Whoa Nelly!" rum... If she needs clothing, she could just go out and buy some...

Walter, on the other hand, may not want Alfred catching him in town buying anything informal. She can't imagine that Walter would want any of her clothes, or that he wouldn't just ask if he did. He's probably inviting her because a) they're friends and he doesn't want her to feel left out, and/or b) he needs her rum to give him an edge maybe?

It seems a flawed plan, but Pippi is nothing if not supportive of her friends.

"Sure."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Right. Well, I do not know if tonight is good. I think Victor is busy tonight, but I will hold you to the rum at some point soon." It would be something to remember, if nothing else.

Well, hopefully to remember.