Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

[endsthegame]

To say that Ender was Not Amused when he came home from classes to find all of Karla's books (as well as his copy of the Complete Works of Shakespeare, his books by Nietzsche and Kant and other philosophers, and any number of biology texts) reduced to romantic drivel would be a severe understatement. His laptop was not a credible alternative because he was still trying to come up with a good way to deal with Jane, and so the only option left to Ender was to head into the common room, and at least hope there were some good documentaries on.

"Oh, you have to be kidding me," he said, when the 111th channel also turned out to be playing... something by Jane Austen? No, even that was too much to hope.

This was not his week.

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[glacial_queen]

"Of course it does," Karla said, clearly not getting his point.

[endsthegame]

"And then you mix it with the flour...?"

They had officially hit the edge of his knowledge about cooking.

[glacial_queen]

"I'm pretty sure that if the recipe wanted me to use melted butter, it would say so."

The recipe they didn't have, of course.