5th Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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JD was in the common room, baking cookies. Or, rather, trying to bake cookies. If he could just stop eating the dough. So far none had actually made it into the oven.

Laddie, his stuffed dog, was with him, dressed in a chef hat and holding a whisk in his mouth.

((OOC: Open.))

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Evie blinked. "You got a little brother or sister? And what kind of cookie dough is that?" She hopped up on a chair, then just stared at Laddie. "Ummm...."

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JD scratched Laddie's ear, oblivious to Evie's concern.

"Yeah, sort of. She's about two years older than me. Her name's Mel."

But she totally wants me.

JD grinned. "And this," he brandished the dough, "will be chocolate chip cookies."

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"Splendid! May I taste?" Evie asked hopefully. "And ohh, your father or mother re-married? Was there a big wedding?" She looked at Laddie again, then had to ask. "That dog-- is that a *stuffed* dog?"

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JD offered a spare spoon to Evie. "Please partake of my culinary delights!"

Crap! Did that sound dirty? It wasn't dirty. I mean, I think she's pretty, but she's not that pretty. Well, yeah, she is. But I don't want to tell her that now. She'll think I'm a freak.

"I AM NOT A NAUGHTY BOY!" JD's eyes shifted from side to side and then coughed. "Ahem. Right. This is my mom's third husband. I think. And yes, he is. I got him on Ebay."

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Even after a semester in Fandom, Evie's innocent enough not to construe 'culinary delights' as anything but food yet. JD shouting about "naughtiness" is something even she can't miss, though.

"Um.... good?" she offered. "That's-- well, of course you're not, I mean, naughtiness is... uh." Flail, Evie. Flail. Confused, she grabbed onto the first topic of conversation.

"You got your new stepfather on E-Bay?"