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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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Nice to meet you, River." He glanced at her pancakes again. "People like catsup on their pancakes where you're from?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"We don't have pancakes and catsup. Not this kind of pancakes and this kind of catsup. Have something similar." River looked at him. "This is strange?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter shrugged noncommitally. "This is Fandom. Everything and nothing is strange. But I work in a restaurant and we try to cater to everyone's preferences, so I thought I'd ask about the catsup."