Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Brunch

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn decided the time was right to attempt to make french toast. What could be better on Easter Sunday than brunch, right? So she'd handwavily bought some good bread, eggs, sugar, and vanilla, and was currently trying to figure out the right proportions of things. The griddle wasn't heating yet.

Being Dawn, in addition to syrup, she'd also bought strawberry jam, nutella, tobasco sauce, chocolate chips, walnuts, bananas, raspberry sauce, caramel, and peanut butter. There were also bacon and ham available if someone wanted to make them, and plenty of extra eggs and bread in case someone didn't want to go the french toast route.

She sipped at her pineapple juice and contemplated going to look up a recipe.

[ooc: Open like an open thing! Food is completely moddable.]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel laughed with her. "I know. It's just that I don't want to get my expectations up about a date. I'll find a friend to go and have a good time with or I'll go alone and still have fun. It's far from the end of the world either way."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oh sure, and I'd loan you Sam, but, well, he's not a comfortable dancer and we're not going," Dawn shrugged.