fandomhighdorms | Third floor common room [Wednesday afternoon]

Once he'd encountered a few people and figured out what was going on, Jaime had almost locked himself in his room. Not because he wasn't used to weird stuff, but because he wasn't used to being more off-balance than the Scarab. Usually he was calm and collected and the Scarab flipped out an told him to blow things up.

Not that the Scarab wasn't flipping out and telling him to blow things up, it was just that the Scarab was apparently unimpressed by the fact that a lot of girls were now boys. Which was not supposed to happen. So Jaime found himself in a weird position where he was confused and unstable while the Scarab just kept on business-as-usual.

And there was only one thing Jaime knew of that would help stabilize him at a time like this... Home cooking. And while he didn't have his mom around to do it, he did have a phone and could follow a recipe.

Which explained the rich smell of beef and peppers and mole sauce wafting through the common room. Jaime felt himself relaxing already.

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"Oooh," Jennifer said. "Very generous. And who do I have to thank for it?"

"Jaime," he grinned. "I'd offer to shake your hand, but mine are full at the moment."

"Jennifer," she said, smiling. "I'll wait until you have a hand free. I can be very patient."

Jaime laughed at that. "You want to grab a seat in the meantime? Or even grab a plate if you're hungry."

"Plate sounds good," Jennifer said. "What is it that you're making?"

"Well, by this point it's a sort of hodge-podge of my mom's recipes. Just good old fashioned comfort food."

"That sounds extra good," Jennifer said. "Your mom likes to cook?"

"I guess so," Jaime mused. He hadn't actually thought about it before. "But she's definitely good at it."

"Well, that's good," Jennifer said. "And hopefully the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

"Hey, I've got her recipes, so what could go wrong?" Fortunately, despite tempting fate with a question like that, Jaime wasn't all that bad in the kitchen.

"Definitely don't say that," Jennifer said. "Especially on this island."

"Hmm... good point. Though... it looks like it's been at least somewhat disastrous for a lot of people already, today."

"It has?" Jennifer said.

Jaime quirked an eyebrow. "Let me guess... no classes today, male roommate?"

"Yeah," Jennifer said. "How did you know?"

"You probably would have noticed by now if you had classes, and while it's possible that you would have gotten lucky on the roommate front, odds aren't high."

Jaime grinned. "Have you noticed any new guys hanging around the dorms?"