Second Floor Common Room [Thursday Evening]

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Ned decided to cook.

After realizing he hadn't cooked anything but a can of soup (take out dinners were so much easier) in the last few weeks, he decided to rectify with a new take on a pie he'd made in the past.

So, there were supplies and ingredients and a guy in a flour stained blue apron moving about the common room.

[Open, yep! He'll share!]

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[withoutverona]

"That has to be it," Romeo agreed. "Or perhaps it is all the rage in his world, and he's biding his time until it comes into style here."

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"I never thought of that," Ned said, tapping a fork on the side of his bowl. "He's teaching through experience that none of us have?"

[withoutverona]

"I cannot come up with a better theory," Romeo shrugged. "Unless he is just mad, and dresses himself and teaches that class for his own amusement."

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"Or he doesn't have enough money to buy clothes?" Ned added.

[withoutverona]

"That would be rather sad, but it's possible," Romeo said, somber. "My friend Rikku might know -- I should ask her."

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"We could start a collection if that's true," Ned suggested. "Buy the teacher some non pajama looking clothes?"

[withoutverona]

"And then he could wear them for a runway show in our last week of class," Romeo suggested. "It would be money well-spent."

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"It would!" Ned didn't even know this teacher. "And it would be the students good deed for the year. No giving us detentions after that."