Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

[arsenicmauls]

Gert's hands were washed. Her hair was tied back. There was a steady stream of Black Friday sale ads playing in the background, courtesy of a radio that wouldn't turn off. (They still made radios?) And Gert was standing at the kitchen counter with a printed-out recipe and all the ingredients she needed for potato pancakes, plus a few extra spices and definitely a few extra potatoes.

"So, here's my question," she said, swiveling around to face Evan. "Do you have any experience chopping onions? I have no idea how brutal this is gonna be."

[[open common room for thanksgiving cooking or watching everyone else cook! all are welcome!]]

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[genesishero]

"I guess we can't really afford to be, huh?" Evan chewed his lip, and then made a reach for a measuring spoon. "But we'll try our best, at least. So long as we don't stray too far from the recipes, I don't think we'll end up too surprised. It's just chemistry, right?"

[arsenicmauls]

"My worst subject," Gert muttered. "This'll be good."

She lightly patted the cranberries dry with a folded-up paper towel, then set the bowl to the side. "All ready for you, Chef Sabahnur."

[genesishero]

"Perfect," Evan replied, smiling at the cranberries, and then at Gert, before offering the diced and measured onion her way. "And your onions are ready, too! Or, um, they've been cut up, at least. I made them really fine, because pancakes are pretty flat and that just seemed to make more sense."

Chemistry was possibly slightly easier for him to grasp than kitchen prep. Once he was applying heat to things, he'd do just fine.

[arsenicmauls]

"Thanks," Gert said, mildly amused by his enthusiasm. She surveyed what she had so far, ticking things off on her fingers. "Okay, got the onions, got the potatoes, got the flour... now all I need is to crack an egg and then toss this around in a pan for a few minutes and hope nothing catches fire. Yay."

She paused. "There's at least a chance, given what we know about Fandom, that this kitchen is fireproof, right?"

[genesishero]

"If it's not, I think there's an extinguisher around the corner," Evan offered thoughtfully. "And that's only if we let the fire get away from us. And... that's only if we manage to light a fire."

A beat.

"Please don't light a fire?"