Fourth Floor Common Room, evening

Isabel feels a bit silly because she can't remember what floor the coffee bar is supposed to be on. Because it's close to the remaining gifts she still needs to give out to anyone that won't be around for Christmas Day, she goes with the Fourth Floor.

There's an assortment of baked goods and lots of caffiene for anyone still studying. How the Grump Stole the Holidays is playing on the TV and there are more Christmas classics to follow.

[open of course. I'm just AFK for about 30 minutes or so Back!]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-22 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Me too," Dean said. "Well... mostly. Had to give Sammy his main gift early because I don't think Scout would've been happy staying in a cheerily wrapped box for a couple of weeks."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-22 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Sam's puppy." Dean's grin if anything got bigger.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-22 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Mutt. But he looks like he has some shepherd in him, got that kind of nose and all. And the biggest brownest, most puppish puppy eyes you've ever seen."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-22 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"You do. He's quite the little charmer. And you'll have to meet Hunter too."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-22 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Switch Dawn with Jack, puppy for fish and Sammy for Cedric and you've got exactly what happened to me. Kittens are opportunistic little buggers, huh?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-22 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
"You and me both. Hunter? Literally climbed me like a tree."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-22 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
Dean grinned. "Yeah, Hunter's an expert at attacking paper balls. I expect when he gets bigger he'll go for more challenging prey."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-22 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't doubt they would," Dean said, laughing.