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]

Jenny threw a piece of naan at his head, but this was just a distraction. Hey, how well could Ronan dodge a shock carefully calculated to stand his hair on end?

[not_in_the_book]

If he'd been asked, Ronan would say that he wasn't sure -- but was Jenny sure she wanted to try it?