Fifth floor common room, Thursday morning

[nadiathesaint]

Oblivious to whatever chaos she may have created between two of her friends, Nadia was humming softly to herself and bouncing slightly as she set about cooking up some empanadas.

Her favorite part was pouring in the beer and the shortening.

Every now and then, she'd pause to sing softly into her spoon as though it was a microphone.

She'd put up a quickly written sign on the finished empanadas on the table:

Free empanadas!
Participation in blind taste test is voluntary but encouraged

[ooc: open! empanadas contain whatever the heck you want to mod them to contain. At least one will be chocolate, marshmallow, pineapple, and onion]

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

In a better mood than he'd been in yesterday, Anders followed that unerring Sense O'Food up to the fifth floor.

"Oooh. Empanadas?"

Then he saw the sign. And started snickering.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia looked up and grinned. "I'd warn you which ones are the 'special' ones, but I'm not sure. If you want to wait a few moments, I'll have a batch of regular empanadas ready."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders plunked down onto the couch. "Yeah, I can wait. Don't want to deprive everybody else of the surprise, do I?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Absolutely not. That would spoil the whole 'blind taste test' system."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter grinned at Anders. "The dorms are just full of food, aren't they?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Yep," Anders replied, giving Walter a jaunty if completely off-kilter salute. "Why do you think I'm always roaming 'em?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I thought you were stalking gremlins in search of that next bite." Walter had another bite of his chocolate and pineapple empanada and opened the fridge to pull out a jug of milk just in case the next one had special sauce in it.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"...This can only end in tears," Pip said.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders balled up a paper towel and tossed it lightly at Pip. "Aw, c'mon, man, a little faith in your friends, here!"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"It's not my friends I doubt, it's blind taste tests."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Aw. You say that like there might be something evil lurking inside the empanadas."

Deadpan. Totally, totally deadpan.

[nadiathesaint]

"Or in tasty snacks."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Yes. And I don't fancy trying my luck in case I get something that's like... marshmellow and onion."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter chose not to respond directly to that.

"Good morning."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Morning Walter," Pip said. "How's tricks?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but who's?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Not mine. I'm not having one," Pip said.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter wandered in, spotted the sign, and grabbed an empanada because he couldn't very well appear to be afraid of Nadia's cooking.

Appearances quite possibly being everything in this case.

"Good morning."

He even took a bite of the empanada without going to the fridge for milk first. Alas, earwax. Hm. Chocolate and... pineapple? Not terrible.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia watched for his reaction to the empanada with interest, not entirely sure which on the plate on the table was which. "Good morning."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter's reaction appeared to be favorable. "And to think, I was just going to have leftovers for breakfast."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Good morning."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I think so. What's new with you?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi grabbed an empanada and broke it open to inspect the filling.

"Morning!"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia waved a jam coated spoon at Pippi. "Good morning."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"What's up?"