Second Floor Common Room - Tuesday Afternoon

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg was bored. Meg had made a huge bowl of popcorn and was watching Food Network. A lot of it. You'd figure with all the Food Network she watches she would actually try out some of the recipes she saw. Nope. Never had. It seemed like an awful lot of effort. Baking was so much easier.

[Open. I'm bored too]

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[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie was bored. Which is why he was probably walking into the common room on his hands.

"Hi!" He said waving a foot at Meg. "What's on TV?"

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"Barefoot Contess-" Meg stopped in mid-sentence to stare at Jamie. "That's an awesome talent."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Beats walking," Jamie joked as he maneuvered himself over to the couch and "sat down" with his head near the floor and his feet over the back of the couch. "And keeps me from getting horribly bored. Which one is the Barefoot Contessa? The one who is obsessed with butter? And is she really barefoot?"

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"Nah, Paula Deen is the one who's obsessed with butter," Meg said. "The Barefoot Contessa is the one who lives in Cape Cod and has all the gay friends who do her table settings for her. I don't know if she's barefoot or not. You don't really get too many foot shots on cooking shows."

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"I bet she isn't even a Contessa," Jamie said looking disappointed as he crossed his legs. "Which if you add in the lack of barefeet? It's a gross violation of truth in advertising. Not that I'd eat anything from someone cooking barefoot."

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"I think most Contessas have chefs to cook for them," Meg pointed out. "It would be impressive to see someone cook with their feet though."

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Jamie paused for a second. "Would you really eat something someone made with their feet?" he asked incredulously. "Because that just sounds kind of gross."

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"I didn't say I'd eat it," she said. "I just wouldn't mind watching."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie thought for a moment or two and grinned. "Well let's see how well it would work," he said as he reached up and began to untie his shoes.

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Meg stared. "What could you possibly cook with your feet?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," Jamie said pulling off his socks and wiggling his toes before heading toward the kitchen area. "Let's see what kind of food we have here."

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Meg grinned and followed him towards the kitchen. "Well, let's try not to do anything that involves knives. We don't want anybody to lose a toe."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Well where's the fun in that?" Jamie said rolling his eyes in amusement as he opened the fridge. "Maybe we should start with something easy like a sandwich."

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"That could work," she said. She didn't quite know what they would do with said sandwich after it was done though.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie pulled out a package of bologna, a loaf of bread, individually wrapped cheese slices and a bottle of mustard. "Sure you're not hungry?" Jamie said hopping up on the counter and sticking his feet into the sink and washing them. "Think of it! Instead of finger sandwiches you can have toe sandwiches."

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"I'll pass," Meg said with a grin. "Maybe you can pass off your foot sandwich to someone else."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie dried off his feet and moved down the counter where he had laid out the food. Pinching the bread bag with his big toe he started to pull it apart.

"Awww. You're no fun," Jamie teased. "My feet are clean. I promise! Oh, and I'm Jamie by the way."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"But still, there's something about feet," Meg said, making a face. "I'm Meg. Nice to meet you. I'm glad I'm bearing witness to this."

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"Future generations will here your account of the foot sandwich," Jamie joked, pulling out two pieces of bread with his toes and not completely mangling them. "So it's important you remember every detail."

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"I wish I had a camera to properly record this historical moment," Meg said, smiling.

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"Ah! No problem!" Jamie said slamming his hand on the counter and creating a duplicate. "Go get the camera in my desk," he ordered the dupe.

"Can I put my shoes back on?" the duplicate whined.

"Go," Jamie ordered as he struggled to open the bologna container with his toes.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Wow," Meg murmured. She was almost used to stuff like that by now. Almost. "I wish I could do that."

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"Yeah but they tend to get mouthy at times," Jamie said still struggling with the package. "And if you think it's hard to motivate yourself to do homework think how hard it is when you have another version of yourself."

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"Good point," Meg said, nodding. She looked at the bologna. "Do you need help with that or would it be considered cheating?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Totally cheat-"

And at that point the bologna container popped open.

"Victory is mine!"

The duplicate chose that moment to come in and hand the camera to Meg.

"He's just showing off for you," the duplicate said in a weary tone. "It's pathetic really."

"Shut up and give her the camera!"

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg giggled and took the camera from the duplicate. "Well, showing off or not, I'm very impressed."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie gave his duplicate a "I told you so!" kind of look.

"You're still pathetic," the duplicate responded.

Jamie then absorbed him and started to dig out the bologna with his toes.

"See? Now this should be a program on the food channel."