Third Floor Common Room; Tuesday Evening.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

As volunteered, Turtle went up to set up the coffee cart for StuCo in the third floor common room for the evening. She prided herself in the excellent set-up for gross coffee from the Perk, lots of treats from J,GoB, all of them served on Westing Paper Products from...well, Turtle & Canary, of course. Once she was sure everything was perfect for people to come get as they stayed up studying for the remainder of their final, she settled on the couch and fired up the VCR.

What? Feminism was tomorrow. She had to catch up on some Bea Arthur stuff, so this was totally studying.

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[isourking.livejournal.com]

Ron was checking out the drinks and food. "Don't suppose you have any butter beer, do you?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"I think it's mostly coffee and tea and soda, sorry," Turtle gave Ron an apologetic little smile, that brightened a bit with an arch of her eyebrow. "What's butter beer?" she asked, with the intrigue of a possible new niche market to explore.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"It's... Butter beer," ron said not having a better description. "It's just something we drink back home."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"...Home being?" Turtle asked next, with a tilt of her head, and a slight challenge in her glance to dare him to give her another obvious answer like that. Because while, okay, sure, butter beer (which if it was what it was sounded gross, but whatever) could be what it was, she knew 'home' should garner a much more specific answer.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"England," Ron said with ahrug and oblivious to any challenge. "Though I think its mostly served to wizardry type people."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Probably why I've never heard of it, then," Turtle said, biting her lip a little. She, herself, wasn't sure if she meant because of the England thing or the wizardy type thing. "I'll have to look into it, though."

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"It's not a big thing," Ron replied as he grabbed a soda. "I'm Ron by the way. We have that Bean Artur class together."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle's head tilted as she tried to remember, matching up the face (and, well, mostly the red hair) with class, and she realized that most of her time in that class was spent taking notes or keeping an eye on Jeff, but he did seem vaguely familiar. "Oh, yeahhhh," she said, and nodded toward the TV. "I'm studying for that right now. And I'm Turtle, in case you didn't know." She expected, though, that most people did.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I've heard you and the other bloke on the radio," then because he wasn't sure of who might be listening he lowered his voice. "What do you think of our teacher?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle bit her lip at a question like that. "Depends," she decided to go with, leaning in because it felt like the thing to do with Ron lowering his voice like that. "How much time do you have? It's kind of complicated, things between me and Mister Deadpool."

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Well if you think I'm studying for his test tommorrow I'd have to think you're mental. My bet he's going to make us dance on that bloody pole again."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no," Turtle said, her voice a devastated groan as she sunk into the couch, "not you, too!"

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"What?" Ron asked. "You liked the pole?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Definitely not!" Turtle insisted, shocked that he'd even suggest it. "But, according to my notes yesterday, Meg was going on and on about how she thinks it's probably going to be the pole, and now you are, and urg. If it is the pole, I'm blaming it on you guys."

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"You can't blame that on me! The teacher's insane!"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Mildly so," Turtle stated, with a matter-of-fact voice as she sipped her tea. "In the sort of way that he's heavily influenced by the power of thought. If everyone's going around saying that they bet it'll be that, then that's probably what he'll make it."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

There was food again! Sokka stood over the table and breathed in the heavenly aroma of J,GOB.

"I think I love finals time," he sighed.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Mooch," Turtle said, but with at least a small amount of admiration. Really. Very small, but still there. "Just remember, it's brought to you by your fine elects at the Student Council."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka made a face at Bananaman. "You can make beer out of butter? I hope it tastes better than seaweed beer..."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"You say 'mooch', but I say 'connoisseur of the freebie'." Sokka grinned.

"Student Council? What's... Oh, right! I think I voted for you for that."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"See? It's a good thing you did, because that's why I can be here to provide you with freebies to be a connoisseur of," Turtle pointed out with a nod and then, smiling a little more, she added, "Thanks."

[isourking.livejournal.com]

Ron snorted. "Mildly? He's completely mental."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"He isn't!" Turtle insisted, with a delicate balance between anger and injury in her voice. "Really! He just takes a bit to understand...that's...that's all. He's weird, yeah, but he's really cool once you get to know him!"

[isourking.livejournal.com]

Ron made a face. "It's not made of buuter and I'd rather drink that than seaweed."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Of course, "connoisseur" might not be an entirely proper word, because Sokka wasn't exactly pausing to savor the pastries he shoved into his face.

"For what?" he asked her, through a mouthful of muffin.