4th Floor Common Room, afternoon into evening

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

The last time Isabel cooked dinner on this scale it was because she didn't want to think about everything that had been going wrong. This time? She's happy. And while it's not goulash, hopefully the gods of good times would appreciate a huge meal of paella and assorted tapas food shared with friends.

The CD was glowing on the counter as she stirred and chopped and Isabel could be found singing quietly and occasionally dancing along with the music.

Ever since this old world began
A woman found out if she shook it she could shake up a man
And so I'm gonna shake and shimmy the best that I can today
'Cause you can't stop the motion of the ocean or the sun in the sky
You can wonder if you wanna but I never ask why
And if you try to hold me down I'm gonna spit in your eye and say
You can stop the beat

[Open to all. Come eat!]

Comments

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel couldn't help but giggle. "I was, wasn't I? But you did keep my knees warm at least." She watched him spoon the stuffing in and smiled. "It was nice. I'll just leave it at that. Actually that's part of the reason for all of this."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"You were." Jack looked over at her, smiling warmly. "I might not get the urge for hearts and flowers, but I'm glad you've found someone who makes you happy," he said. "Is this a celebration, then?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Partly. I've been joking with Dawn the last few weeks that things are going to well and that I'd have to make a sacrifice to the gods of good times. She said they like goulash. I'm hoping they'll be satisfied with the work that went into doing all of this." Isabel looked down, vaguely embarassed. "I know it sounds stupid and superstitious, but...."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't sound superstitious or stupid," Jack said firmly, stuffing more tomatoes and arranging them on a plate. "In a place that's got wizards, aliens, witches, vampire puppies, clones, time travellers and mummies, a god of good times just sounds like the next logical step." He laughed, and added, "I wouldn't be surprised if he shows up to claim his sacrifice in person."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"If he does?" Isabel said, only half-jokingly. "He gets first dibs on the food."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Even I'm not going to argue with a god. Probably." Jack stuffed the last of the tomatoes thoughtfully. "I bet the god of good times would be very, very cute."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"The god of good times is probably an old man with a beer belly," Isabel laughed. "Still think that's cute?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"No way. That's the god of hangovers - the god of good times is tall, bronzed, and mostly naked." Jack stared off into space. "And very adventurous." Shaking his head, he grinned at her. "Suddenly I really hope he shows up."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Burying her face in her hands, Isabel laughed. "Now that is a pretty picture. He sounds like just your type."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah, I think he would definitely qualify." Jack looked up as Cedric walked in (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/663855.html?thread=42040367#t42040367). "Speaking of which, will you forgive me if I leave you? The tomatoes are done, and you look like you've got everything else well in hand."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That's fine," she assured him. "You go have fun. Thanks for the help."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"My pleasure, Izzy. Time spent with you is always the highlight of any day." He kissed her on the cheek. "Actually, would you object if I were to steal some of this food?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel hugged him and grinned wickedly. "Take whatever you like. Go have a nice private picnic."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"You're the best." Jack gave her a quick squeeze, and another kiss. "Thanks," he said, and headed towards Cedric.