4th Floor Common Room - Monday Evening

[mauledbyabear.livejournal.com]

Surprise surprise, Emmett was bored. He had been watching a lot of Food Network lately (a LOT of it) and decided that, hey, as long he was living among humans, the least he could do was use them as guinea pigs for testing out his culinary skills.

So here he was in the kitchen making peanut butter brownies. They looked good on TV and the Italian chick with giant knockers seemed very enthusiastic about them.

He had no idea how they were going to come out. He followed the directions right and it didn't smell awful so maybe they were good. Possibly?

[Open common room is open]

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[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Exactly!" Cal stated, with small triumph. "So you're no one to be calling anyone else odd, Robo-girl."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Maybe it takes weird to know weird," she countered good-naturedly.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Cal snorted a little at that. "Is that how it works? You must be an expert at pointing it out, then."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"I'm getting pretty good," Triela nodded. "I'm not up to your level, but let's be honest: no one is."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Cal held up his hands, because, really, what could he do?

"At least," he offered, "you're smart enough to realize that, Triela."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"I know my limits," she told him.

Which would be an incredible lie if Triela realized that she didn't really.