Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [09/02].

[howareyanow]

Wayne supposed he probably could've done a better job at tellin' the new kids about Monday morning breakfast. There weren't much he could do about it now, though, except maybe hope that the girls had managed to spread a little bit of it by word of mouth, and trust in the ventilations system in here to take all those delicious aromas of a homecooked meal and spread it conveniently through the halls of the dormitory building. It'd be nice, to have some new faces join in on the tradition, realleh, so maybe he'd have to try to mention it if he wound up talking with any of them through the week, especially with classes and everything.

The fact that everything he'd picked up yesterday that he'd need was still there and exactly as it should be was a bit of a relief, and Wayne got to work, making sure each and every pancake was the fluffiest, that each slice of bacon had just the right amount of crisp, that there was more than enough coffee ready to go in the pot, and that there were more'n enough eggs to make however a person might like 'em...though he felt an odd reluctance to make too many of 'em sunny side up.

And so it was breakfast time, a good hearty meal to get yer day...and yer semester...started!


[[ and it's open, of course!!! ]]

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[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette smiled brightly.

"I... have no idea what that is!"

But it sounded fun??

It sounded like food!

[bookbeltof_love]

"Oh my gosh, Vette!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Nina clapped her hands together.

"It's so great!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's a party, but everyone brings something they made!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Shuri and I were, like, talking about how it'd be fun for people to bring food from their homes??????????????????????"

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette blinked, and then broke into a laugh at that.

"Oh, nobody wants my contribution, then."

She'd pretty much be guaranteed to have a whole platter of spiced mynock to herself, for sure. Some things simply weren't intended for human mouths.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina giggled.

"You could also make something you've learned here," she pointed out, still giggling. "Like, one of Summer's creations!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Nina. Nina, no.

[chirpchirpchirp]

"Sure," Vette replied easily, "but that kind of defeats the whole point of the cultural exchange thing, doesn't it?"

Much as she loved smearing mayonnaise over bananas...