Fourth Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

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Isabel decided that rather then go crazy and attempt to make multiple types of cookies, it was easier to just make a single kind in bulk. She's currently mixing what appears to be a metric ton of sugar cookie dough. There's an assortment of cookie cutters and a mulitude of icings and sprinkles to decorate the baked cookies with. Carols are playing and Isabel is making a very hard effort to be cheerful.

[Come have cookies!]

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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Isabel," Sam said as she walked into the room after in no way wandering past Cedric's room, "What're you...oh. You're making cookies. I'll just go, ah, sit over here," she said, sitting on the other side of the room.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hi Sam," Isabel waved. "I'd ask you to help but I think my fellow students would probably shoot me."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"Isabel!" Molly called when she saw her. "Ooooo! Cookies!! Can I help?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Understandable. I'll just be over here, um, having nothing to do with the cookies whatsoever," Sam picked up a magazine and started leafing through.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Well I hope you'll at least have a few to eat when they're all done," she said, adding a sprinkle of nutmeg to the mix. "And have you seen Jack around? I need to talk to him."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude limped into the common room with crutches, a wide dreamy smile, and a steadily growing collection of hickies. "Cookies? Awwwwwwesome."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Sure," she grinned. "There's some dough in that bowl over there that needs to be rolled out."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I can handle the eating part," Sam shook her head. "Not since Sunday night. Any news on Cedric? And how did the meeting with Principal Washburn go?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Get comfortable," Isabel said. "The first batch should be done soon."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Need help?" Jude offered, perking up a bit.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"I can do that!" Molly said and went to the sink to wash her hands before turning out the dough. "Man, it feels like I haven't talked to you in forever. How've you been lately?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy came into the common room and didn't quite manage not to wince at the carols.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Nothing," Isabel frowned. "The meeting...went. She checked the feeds and we know he wasn't eaten by the locker. Beyond that? We still don't know anything."

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

After spending the past few days studying in her room Naomi decided to venture out into the common rooms, "hey," she said as she entered.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm doing okay," Isabel said, sorting through the cookie cutters. "I survived the trolls and the pageant, I'm not sure which was more traumatizing. I'm heading off to Tortall with Alanna this weekend and I need to survive finals. And I still haven't finished my Christmas shopping."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Damn," Sam frowned. "Well, I mean...well, you know what I mean."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"The pageant was so funny!" Molly said. "You were great. Did you get to fight any trolls?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Trust me Sam," she said seriously. "I know exactly what you mean. I tried to see about getting us over there quickly but that's not possible right now."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm repressing most of the pageant," she grinned. "Although a few parts of the good parts worth remembering. The trolls were fun. I did get to play with a few."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"There's all kinds of stuff for decorating, if you want to help with that," she offered.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hey Billy."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Isabel waved. "Ready for cookies?"

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

Naomi nodded, "yes please," she grinned

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Sweeeeeeet." Jude limped over, looking over what was available. "I think sugar cookies are like the only recipe I don't have with me. Of holiday stuff, I mean."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Anything I can help with?" Sam asked, plainly not meaning the cookies. She skimmed an article. "And when the hell did Jack start ghost-writing for Cosmo?"