5th floor common room, noonish

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy had found the little kitchenette attached to the common room. There were lots of cereals there, but there was also flour, milk and eggs...

Oooh, pancakes! thought Buffy, and rummaged through the cabinets for a bowl and a frying pan.

She wasn't a paticularly good cook, but pancakes should be easy, right?

She could totally do it.

She stared at the flour. "I can do this. Yup. Um."


((ooc: getchor breakfast here!))

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[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"River. I'm new too." She grinned, imitating his accent.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"That's a nice imitation," Pip said. "But I'm not new. Sorry if it came out that way, though. I'm old and experienced and bitter, Fleuve."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"Bitter can be sweet," River replied, looking very serious.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"That's what they say," Pip replied. "Bittersweet memories, eh?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"Good food will dull bad memories." River smiled again.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip grinned. "That's what they say. Would you like a Crepe, River?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

It might not be obvious to everyone, but River had been given a good upbringing. "I think others have waited longer."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Fair enough," Pip said. "Would you like one after I've served everyone else, then?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

The pancakes really smelled delicious, especially compared with the food served on Serenity. "Yes," she said. "Of course."