Third Floor Common Room [evening]

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Kaylee was bored. And hungry.

Generally, these two things were not a particularly good combination.

That said, she'd managed to actually follow a recipe and produce a decent (if funnily-shaped) batch of chocolate raspberry cookies.

Now, the state of the kitchen, and...her clothes, and really, her overall appearance -- that was something else. It didn't matter to her, anyway, if the flour had gotten all over so long as the right amount had ended up in the cookies. And so what if there was chocolate on her cheeks and baking powder in her hair, too.

Plus she'd eaten about half the raspberries so they might actually have been a little shy of what they should have been, but whatever, they seemed okay to her.

[ooooopen. save me from the boredom of cleaning my room apparently rl people heard my ooc plea, and I am being dragged out to the bar! shall pick things up later! (as in tomorrow, since omg drunk.)]

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"How quickly can you make pies?" Blair asked.

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"Depends on the type of pie," Ned said. "Usually, takes me an hour or two. Longer if they're really specific pies."

Ned found it a lot easier to talk about pie making than anything else. He'd think on that later.

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"What about pies for a party?" Blair asked.

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"They can possibly be done quicker as long as they're not overly difficult, require a lot of ingredients or prep time," Ned explained. "And I have enough notice."

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"How much notice would you need?" Blair asked.

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"Uh." Ned thought that over in his head. It wouldn't be that much notice as long as the pies weren't filled with some foreign ingredients that he had to travel to the Alps for. "Day or two, at least. More if you're asking for like a hundred pies."

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Blair started making notes in her Blackberry. "So a week?"

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"Yeah, that can work," he said, nodding. "I'm guessing you need some pies made?"

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"End of summer term party," Blair said. "So perhaps pies of seasonal fruits?"

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"Can be done," he said, already making plans in his head. "About how many?"

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"I'll get back to you," Blair said. "I need to decide how the event is going to go."

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"All right," he said, nodding. "I'm down in room 213. I'll start getting the ingredients. Not the fruits. They can wait till I know so they'll be fresh."

Eh, he'd just touch them if they went bad.

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"Let me know where and we can put it on my account," Blair said. "Obviously we'll want the best of everything."

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"Oh." Ned looked surprised just because he wasn't used to that sort of thing. "Uh. I can make a trip to the mainland and find a farmer's market. They usually have the freshest fruits."

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"Whatever needs to be done," Blair said. She didn't worry about these details.

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"Got it," he said and nodded. "Let me know when you can and I'll get you your pies."

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"I will." Blair was very pleased with how quickly everything was coming together.