Fourth floor common room, Sunday evening

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Dean was in the kitchen cooking up some hamburgers. He was making more than even he could eat because he knew how food around here seemed to conjure up people to eat it.

He'd brought his ghetto blaster out too and was singing along to Metallica as he cooked.

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"Hey, even I can't eat all these burgers," he said, gesturing at them. "Help yourself."