Third floor common room, Thursday afternoon

[notmyownage]

So, cooking was basically just chemistry, right? Combine items in precise measurements, add a catalyst for a specified result. In this case, waffles. And Claudia was a physicist, but she totally rocked the chemistry on occasion. In theory, she should totally be awesome at this, too.

Unfortunately, being a scientist meant she also knew that just because something worked in theory didn't mean it actually worked in the real world.

It probably didn't help that she kept having to fight the urge to try and overclock the waffle iron.

[ooc: open]

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[ostianbelle.livejournal.com]

Asuna was wandering around the dorm and happened to poke her head into the common room. "Something smells like food."

[notmyownage]

"That's good," Claudia decided. "'Cause it doesn't really look like food, yet."

[ostianbelle.livejournal.com]

"What are you trying to make?" Asuna asked, curious.

[notmyownage]

Claudia gestured to the not yet dismantled -- emphasis on the "yet" -- waffle iron.

"Waffles. It should be easy enough, right?"

[ooc: *smacks LJ and hopes that comment notifs fall out*]

[ostianbelle.livejournal.com]

"I think so," Asuna said, a little uncertain. "I've never cooked waffles before. Can I help?"

[notmyownage]

"Absolutely! You know how to break an egg without getting shell bits everywhere?"

[ostianbelle.livejournal.com]

Asuna grinned. "I think I can manage that."

She took one egg and cracked it on the edge of the table and separated the two shells from each other. The yolk fell on the batter. "Ah-ha!"

[notmyownage]

"Show off," Claudia said cheerfully. "Okay, so we've got egg, flour, milk. . . . Crap, was it baking powder or baking soda?"

[ostianbelle.livejournal.com]

"It's a skill," she said with a cheeky grin. Asuna cocked her head to the side, "I think, maybe baking powder?"

[notmyownage]

Claudia nodded. "I always get those two confused. If they'd just call 'em by their chemical names. . . ."

[ostianbelle.livejournal.com]

"Then I would be the one who ends up confused," Asuna joked. "Me and science? Not good friends. Math and I? Mortal enemies!"

[notmyownage]

"You realize cooking is just chemistry with an edible end result, right?"

[ostianbelle.livejournal.com]

"It is?" Asuna said, surprised. "But its so... fun!"

[notmyownage]

Claudia smiled. "And so is chemistry."

No one ever believed her when she said that.

[bamf-tastic.livejournal.com]

Kurt waved at... Asuna, right? Well, they had been in a class together and never actually talked to each other, so they were practically best friends. He waved at her enthusiastically. "Hi!"

[ostianbelle.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Asuna returned equally enthusiastic. "You're... Kurt-san, right?"

[bamf-tastic.livejournal.com]

Kurt nodded. "Wagner, not 'San'. But ja, that's me! How are you?!"

[ostianbelle.livejournal.com]

Asuna smiled, "Great! I'm helping make waffles!"

[bamf-tastic.livejournal.com]

"What are you doing to that poor Waffeleisen?" Kurt asked with a grin as he walked into the room. "What did it ever do to you?"

[notmyownage]

"I'm doing it a favor," Claudia declared. "I making it better."

[bamf-tastic.livejournal.com]

"Better?" Kurt asked. "Better how?"

He peered at the kitchen implement. "You know, people think that waffles are from Belgium, but they are... Well, maybe they're right. But there are good waffles in Bavaria, too!"

[notmyownage]

"Like, meta for Six Million Dollar Man better. Are Bavarian waffles better than Belgian ones?"