4th Floor Common Room, After Classes

It's been a while since Isabel felt like cooking for the masses, but the first day of school seems like reason enough. After Interstellar Relations, she made a quick handwaved trip to town to pick up supplies. Now the music is playing and she's making chicken parm and pasta for whoever wants it.

[Free food! Do I have to say it? Open!!!! Now in the right spot.]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Alec wears his hair a little longer," Dean said. "And he's got this barcode tattoo thingy on the back of his neck."

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your hair looks identical to me." Alanna cheerfully informed him. "And the barcode tattoo thingy is why I asked you to turn around."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you see us side by side you'll see my hair is a lot better," Dean assured her.

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"If I ever saw you side by side, I might stand a chance at telling you apart."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Dean smiled. "We'll have to see if we can arrange that for you then."

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Please. It'll help you out as well."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Dean nodded. "I'll see what I can do."