fandomhigh | Food Appreciation [Class One, Period #3]

When the students came into the classroom today they would notice that it was set up like a usual classroom except for a loooooooong table in the front of the room. It was covered in all sorts of food. Seriously. A ridiculous amount of food. Marshall was standing beside it, eying the food hungrily. He couldn't wait until it was time to eat. When it looked like everyone was in the room, Marshall tore his attention away from the food and onto the students.

"Hi guys. For those of you who don't know, I'm Marshall Eriksen and this is Food Appreciation," he said with a smile. "This class is exactly what it sounds like. We're here to appreciate food. I tried to make it seem like there's rhyme or reason to this class and we're not just stuffing our faces but...we're here to stuff our faces. Don't tell the principal."

"Your T.A. for this class is Miss. Peters. She's pretty much awesome and she's perfectly capable of taking over the class if I'm not here," he said, smiling over at Francine. "Some of you guys look familiar and some of you are new to me so let's start today with some introductions. Just give me your name, your favorite food and tell me something about yourself. I'll go first. I'm Marshall, and, yes, just call me Marshall. Mr. Eriksen still weirds me out. My favorite food is any type of candy and I'm married to Ms. Aldrin, who is another teacher here. And, um...I've won a slap bet. Okay. Who's next?"

After the introductions Marshall clapped his hands together and pointed at the table of food. "Okay, today we're going to start with the most obvious food to start with: breakfast. It is the most important meal of the day. There is nothing worse than going through a day without breakfast. I guarantee you ninety percent of the time when you run into a grumpy person during your day they are grumpy because they didn't have a good breakfast. Eat it. Every day. It can be simple, some cereal, some fruit, yogurt. You won't regret it."

"Now we've got a ton of breakfast food that I got the cafeteria to mix up. Bacon, eggs, pancakes, waffles..." Marshall said, pointing at the various stuff on the table. "We're also getting New York with the bagels and lox and--ooh, there's a strip steak. Steak and eggs are the best. And oh! For you guys going to college: leftover pizza. Trust me, get used to it. Don't heat it up. You're most likely going to eat it cold."

"Okay, so there's plates and silverware up here and juice, coffee and other drinks in the back," Marshall said. "Get eating. Talk to each other about breakfast food."

Yep. This was going to be the best class ever.

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People were saying he had a what?

"What?"

"Wow. Okay. Nevermind. The look on your face pretty much answered that question."

Maybe Claudia misunderstood. The way she typed, who knew. Not that Amber would dare mention that.

"So. Dinner?"

Of all the rumors he could see going around about him, that was a new one.

"Yeah." He shook his head a bit to clear it. "Yeah. Friendly dinner."

She thought he was engaged?

Hey, typing could be very misleading!

"Just... okay. Fine. Friendly dinner."

They were doing an awesome job of being friendly to each other just now, weren't they.

". . . When do you wanna do it?"

Amber just really hoped she still got to learn if he wore anything underneath that kilt of his.

"We can do it anytime. I'm easy."

"Hey, lady's choice," Priestly insisted. "I work at the diner on Thursdays, got class on Friday mornings, otherwise, my schedule's pretty open."

[ooc: though the mun is AFK weekend evenings]

"Okay, I work Wednesday," and tentatively meeting up with Claudia after that. "Class Thursday." Umm. "What about next Monday evening?" Because she was sure she was getting together with Liir another day this week.

Priestly nodded. "Monday it is."

"Great," she grinned. "Want me to just stop by your room that evening at ~~handwavey time?"~~

"I can totally do that."

Something suddenly occurred to Priestly.

"Right, so, uh, in the interest of not assuming. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yah, I'm dating someone."

A beat.

"When I see him," she said with a slight frown.

Why did girls have to flirt when they were already with somebody else? It just confused things!

". . . When you see him?"

Amber was a friendly flirty person. It was just natural!

"Uh-huh. I, um, don't see him very often."

Priestly decided that he did not want to get in the middle of all that.

"Are you exclusive?"

Okay, maybe he couldn't help getting into the middle of it a little.

She seemed to consider that question. Thoughtfully. Taking her time even. Would Liir go out with someone else? Since he hardly went out at all and given what he said to her the other night, well... she didn't think he would.

"Like, if someone asked me out and their intentions were anything other than friendly, I'd have to say no."

Priestly nodded slowly. "Good to know."

He was so confused.

He could join the club.

"He was recently a plate of brownies."

Priestly nodded calmly, then stopped and frowned.

Did not compute.

"Seriously. Good thing I didn't visit his room, I would have ate him."

Priestly huffed a laugh and said "dirty".

Then went back to being baffled.

Amber turned reeeeed! "No! Not like that. I've never done that!"

Ugh.

"Just... what, you think I'm lying? Dude, it totally happens around here."

"What?" Priestly shook his head. "I -- no, I don't --" Okay, so maybe he didn't quite believe her. Come on, she said her boyfriend turned into a plate of brownies. "It's just -- I mean --" He rubbed the back of his neck. "You know!"