Fifth Floor Common Room [evening]

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

Sookie had Top Model on in the background as she whistled tunelessly in the kitchen. Idle hands had made her restless, and tonight found her making a dish of brownies to enjoy in front of the television. (With sprinkles!)

There was a certain irony to the evening, to baking something to eat while watching a show about the ultra-tall and thin, but Sookie didn't really care. Mostly she was giving herself something to do, and hoping that if the squeal of girls didn't draw people in, the smell of chocolate would.

[come keep me from succumbing to a head cold!]

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[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Despite the fact that Bruce didn't like the show that was on and wasn't one for junk food, Bruce decided to stop into the common room on his way back to his dorm. Why? Natural curiosity.

"Are those bought or homemade?" Bruce checked.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Bite your tongue," Sookie said with a smile. "They're homemade. I don't buy baked goods if I can help it. They're too easy to make."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla waved at Bruce as she blushed. "How's your scarf coming?" she asked.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Those smell divine," Rilla proclaimed as she tripped lightly into the common room.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"And you can even taste them, too, Rilla," Sookie said with a smile. "I won't limit you to just smelling."

[eyebrowgoesup]

Like Bruce, Spock did not care for this show or for junk food, but he happened to find himself in the common room because I said so for no particular reason. "Good evening," he said politely, casting a wary eye at the madness on the television.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Sookie said cheerfully. She almost offered him a brownie before remembering a long-ago common room where Spock had said he couldn't have chocolate. Seemed cruel to offer him some, in that case. "How're you tonight?"

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Good evening, Spock," Bruce said. "Don't mind the television. The show is easy enough to ignore if you try."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Have we met before?" Rilla inquired.

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

George thought she could ID that particular look. "Yeah, I don't know why we're watching this, either," she said, helpfully.

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

The smell of chocolate was indeed a powerful draw, bringing William all the way up from the second floor to investigate.

"Is this your handiwork?" he asked upon entering the room.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"It is," Sookie said cheerfully, holding out the plate. "Help yourself, hon."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

And cue Rilla's slightly spazzy wave at him. "Hello!"

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Good detective work," Bruce said. Yes, it was a joke for his fellow TA.

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

George had been about to ask who still used words like 'handiwork' before she recognized the guy. It was the one who thought she was a widow on the wild frontier of Seattle.

"Hey," she said with a wave. "How are you settling in?"

[eyebrowgoesup]

"It is certainly not mine," Spock said, taking the question at face value.

[notlikejack.livejournal.com]

Bobby was still nearly bouncing off the walls in excitement over his classes today.

The fact that there was the smell of cookies just made his excitement all the more. "Hi!" he said, waving to the room at general and introducing himself to Sookie. "I'm Bobby McCallister!"

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla waved back. "Hello, Mr. McCallister. Are you Scottish?"

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

George stared for a few seconds at the ... really bouncy kid.

"Okay," she said firmly. "No more sugar for you."

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"...hi," Sookie said, giggling at the exuberance. "Want a brownie, Bobby McCallister?"

[omg i am so sorry. phone call = GUESS WHO'S NOT PINGING FOR AN HOUR, APPARENTLY.]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

Brownies. The lure of brownies had pulled George here. And ... not so much, the TV.

She took a handful of the gooey still warm brownies before she even noticed that shit.

"What ...... is this?" she asked with a frown. And more importantly, why would anyone watch it, willingly?

The brownies, however, were excellent.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Horribly stupid girls on television, wearing war paint and little clothing," Sookie said cheerily. "Hi!"

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully had been studying, and studying... and missed dinner. She'd gone looking for food, and followed her nose.

"Mmmm. Are those for sharing?" She paused, staring at the TV, non-plussed. "What the heck is this?"

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Always, and it's Top Model," Sookie answered with a happy nod. "It's a night of sugar, both real and in the form of reality television. Enjoy it."

[eyebrowgoesup]

"They are competing to determine which of them is the best model," Spock reported. "Intelligence is, apparently, not a factor they are judged on."