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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[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip comes up in after his morning run. "Oh. I was gonna make crepes. Sorry, I'll let you get back to making food."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia came in shortly after Pip, still wearing her pajamas, spotting the ingredients shortly before the cook. "Hi. You're not Pippi," she said cheerfully.

She's not quite awake, just yet.

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy grinned and waved her hand towards the box with flour in. "Hey, feel free to grab what you need. I'm sure it'll be enough for both of us."

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy shook her head. "I'm Buffy. I'm making pancakes! ...I hope."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiled. "I'm Nadia. Good to see more people on this floor." She wandered over to the counter. "Can I help?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip shrugged. "Sure, why not." He grabbed some ingredients and lit up the stovetop. "I'm Pip, by the way. I see you've already met Nadia."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Noonish was a good time to start the day. And when Molly wandered out to the kitchenette for food, she found a new girl looking like she was preparing to make food.

"Hew, new girl. You cooking for everyone?"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"Sure!" Buffy frowned at the flour. "Do you have any idea how much of each there is supposed to be? Because mom just takes a bit of this and a bit of that and that doesn't help."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Even 494 needed to eat regularly. He just hadn't thought about it much lately, so today it was a pressing need.

"Is there food on this floor, or is it lame here too?"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"I'm Buffy. I'm new," she added, in case it wasn't already glaringly obvious.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

One nice thing about being a multiple kid? You can still go to work, send another guy out to explore the dorm and still have a couple more to do... well whatever.

That includes eating pancakes.

He gives a friendly wave to everyone in the room he hasn't met yet. "Did I hear someone mention pancakes?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Um." Nadia looked over the ingredients. "Only if you want dough for empanadas. I usually just throw things together. Pippi is the pancake master."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia blinked at Jamie. "Don't you wor--oh. Right. That's useful."

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"Yes! Nadia is helping." Buffy pointed at the dark haired girl. "Do you want pancakes? Pip is making crepes, I think. And my name's Buffy."

[nadiathesaint]

"We're working on food. If nothing else, we'll press Pip into crepe making service," Nadia said from the counter. "Hi, I'm Nadia. Welcome to the actual best floor in the dorms."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia waved with a thus far clean spoon. "Hey Molly,"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"There will be food," Buffy promised, sounding hopeful. "Do you want to help?"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

The frown remained as she glanced over at Pip. "Him?"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"There will totally be pancakes!" Buffy nodded.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly grinned. "Nice to meet you, Buffy. I'm Molly. You live up here now, right? On the 5th floor, I mean. And I would love some pancakes, thank you. If Nadia is helping, I'll just stay out of the way, if you don't mind."

[nadiathesaint]

"Nope, Pippi. He's Pip. Pippi's short, redheaded, and Swedish."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River had heard the word food mentioned, and sneaked into the kitchen. Pancakes. That sounded nice, whatever it was. "I can help," she offered.

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy blinked. "Okay. Hard to confuse them, then. Now, where do we start? Eggs?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Well," Pip said, grinning. "It does show a little. Where are you from, cheri?"


_{[[OOC: Blah, blah, blah, Pip's French, complete with accent, blah blah blah.]]}

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Iiii'm working on it!" Pip called out, flipping the crepe in the frying pan. "Patience, new persons, patience."