Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

[not_in_the_book]

"Can you hand me the ginger?" Ronan asked, as he ground some spices with a mortar and pestle. "The fresh, I mean." The fragrant smells of cooking curry were already pervading the common room, and probably making their way through the rest of the dorms. When Isabel handed over the asked-for ginger, he added some to the mixture in the mortar, and went back to grinding. "Thanks. I hope this isn't too spicy for whoever else comes along," he added.


[OOC: Open, as common rooms are! Come have some curry. :D]

Comments

[ashockingbitch]

"Cabana boys aren't provided?" Jenny pouted. "What kind of low-rent tropical paradise is this, anyway?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It's at least a step up from that reality show," she snickered. "And no one will ever vote you off the island."

[ashockingbitch]

"Maybe we could start a cabana boy import business," Jenny suggested. "We'll take them from less deserving tropical paradises."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Of from less deserving schools," Isabel nodded. "Think of some of the guys here. Wouldn't you want to see them in bathing suits, serving you your drinks?"

[ashockingbitch]

"Oooh," Jenny said. "You have a good point there. An excellent point, even."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You can tell I've thought long and hard about this."

[crashing hard! Night!]