Third Floor Common Room; Friday Evening, before the Dance.

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Chad stood in front of the stove in the suddenly rather idealic kitchenette in the third floor common room, wearing a rather frilly apron as he put the finishing touched on the dinner he was making for himself and Ranma. The frilly ones were the only ones he could find, but he didn't want to get any food on his snazzy black jacket. And he knew the common room wasn't probably an ideal place for a pre-homecoming dinner, but there were several factors to influence his decision. The odds were that everyone would be off doing their own dinner things elsewhere, or getting ready, so the traffic would hopefully be minimal. He also wanted to share with Ranma Mexican food, and wasn't familiar enough with the restaurants in the area to know if what they served was any good. And if you want something done right, do it yourself. The last consideration was a picnic...Mexican food didn't make for very good picnic foods. So the Third Floor Common Room it was, but Chad set it up so that it looked nice, tossing a table cloth over the table in the kitchenette, used fancy looking cups. He considered lighting some candles, but worried that they might suggest too much.

Now all he needed was his date.

[[ for Ranma, obviously, though it is a public space, which makes them interuptable, technically speaking. :P ]]