Third Floor Common Room [Friday Evening]

[longislandiceme]

The fact that Bobby was in the common room was not, generally speaking, cause for alarm. The fact that he was in the common room kitchen area with a box of brownie mix might be, though, depending on who you asked.

Kennedy didn't seem too concerned from her spot on the couch. She did, however, look pretty pleased with how the t-shirts that both she and Bobby were sporting had turned out. The t-shirts that read "I can't help it if the ladies know a good thing when they see it".

The gaggle of snow-angels that had been following Bobby around all day apparently agreed with the t-shirt's sentiment, at least from the way they sighed dreamily every time he glanced their way. Bobby was pretty sure he'd seen one of them swoon, even.

[ooc: open like an open thing!]

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[longislandiceme]

"They'll be much better once they're actually brownies and not just goop," Bobby assured her. No, no they wouldn't, because the batter was a horrible disaster since he and Kennedy had managed to screw up something as simple as a box mix.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Just as well Dinah didn't find that out yet. They were still full of potential awesome now, instead of Definite Yargh as they would be soon enough.

"Okay, okay..." She sighed and leaned on her hands, watching and then yawning sleepily. "I like the shirt." She grinned at him. "And it seems to be working out for you."