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.]
chasingangela: (color face)

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-09-04 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"She -- I -- didn't know your name," Angela explained.

And then she reddened. "Um. You've talked to Greg since Friday, right?"
chasingangela: (sly smile)

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-09-04 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"I probably owe him an apology," Angela said,m blushing more fiercely. "Though I didn't touch him, or anything."
chasingangela: (raised brow)

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-09-05 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
"That's something," Angela said. "It's weird how just when you think Fandom can't get weirder? It throws a new dimension of weird in you face."
chasingangela: (thinky thinky)

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-09-05 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Angela smiled; it felt goood to be silly. "Being a poodle wouldn't be so bad, unless somebody gave you one of those poofy haircuts and it carried over when you turned back."
chasingangela: (sly smile)

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-09-05 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Angela giggled too. "It said on radio that Peter Pevensie is a pony," she said. "How strange would a poodle be?"