Flavors, Food Choices, and Menu Planning - Friday, 4th period

[sharp_as_knives]

The Danger Shop this week looked much like it had two weeks ago, with enough computers for each student and a comfortable chair up front for Hannibal. He nodded pleasantly at the students as they filed in, then began.

“So, when you plan any meal, there are a number of things it’s very important to keep in mind. Miss Blythe,” he nodded at Rilla, “asked at the beginning of the class that we cover a bit about preparing food in a professional capacity, such as caterers manage. With that in mind, these last weeks will focus on your final.” He smiled. “The first lesson is that you should always give yourself plenty of time to plan. Allow yourself time to cook, time to gather the ingredients, time to decide upon the menu. Then extra time, particularly until you’re more experienced.”

He went to the front of the class and began pulling up information on his tablet as he hooked it into a projected image so they could all see. “Mr. Wayne will be holding a charity banquet finals week, and we will be catering it.” An invitation to the event appeared in the projection. “Today we will discuss which foods are suited to large-scale events, the considerations — such as serving time and temperatures — and we will decide upon a menu. Questions before we begin?”

You were actually getting the proper class this week, students! Weren’t you excited?


[OOC: Yep, Hannibal's AU in a way not immediately apparent. For all intents and purposes, you're mostly back to normal!Hannibal. ...inasmuch as he's ever normal.]

Coping With Change, Friday, Period 3

[furnaceface]

This week, the Coping With Change students would once again find two teachers, though the class itself was being held in the Danger Shop, as opposed to their usual classroom. And, once again, neither of their teachers looked particularly ordinary.

Who could have ordinary when you could have these two, right?

//This week,// Jono said, arms crossed over his chest and sounding only slightly irritated (which was an improvement on last week's 'distinctly annoyed,' at least), //we'll be spending the class period attempting to relax. Because… apparently that's also helpful when trying to cope with things.//

Things like the looming threat of being replaced with someone else similar to you, for example.

( Relax! )

[Open!]

Library, Friday

[selfhelphero]

From the way things had sounded on the radio, Billy had a feeling he'd have more visitors than usual today. So, he spent the early part of his shift making sure the library was in order, putting books back where they belonged and checking for anything strange - typically strange, not new!strange. He was kind of hoping there wouldn't be any of that today, but he also knew how far hope usually got people here.

Chemistry 102, Friday, Period 2

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"Okay, show of hands," James said. "Is anyone besides me the person they're supposed to be? I'm not getting philosophical. You know what I mean. And don't judge by yourself. If anyone's told you that you don't seem right, then you probably don't."

"Well, for those of you who are different, watch this...." James said. "You are Chemistry. Take a person, give them a weird magic island, hey, you can learn about yourselves! So go ahead and do that. Learn... about yourselves. If you have any questions, ask... yourself."

"I'll be up here checking on my brackets. If anyone cares, I'm second place with the Sinister Syndicate, ugh, 11th with the unreformed Thunderbolts, and I'm beating Nighthawk straight up in our Squadron Sinister Memorial Bracket. The guy has Michigan State winning it all. Good luck with that! Bunch of chokers. But you get on with your stuff."

The Modern Workplace and You [period 1, Friday]

[notmysupervisor.livejournal.com]

Class today was about a very serious topic, you guys. Pull up a chair because it was time to get all Afterschool Special.

“Okay, kids,” Pam started. “Now we have to talk about a healthy work environment. A healthy work environment isn’t just about making sure there isn’t asbestos in the walls, because that shit’s good for a nice chunk of change once you sue the company. No, I’m talking about recreational drug use.”

Say, did Pam look a shade thinner? Because she was. Because she had been eating cocaine instead of food for the past two weeks, solid. That was how you knew this lecture was going to be good.

"Recreational drug use," Cheryl said solemnly, "is dangerous, reckless, destructive, frightening, and a hazard to your health." She was a little less made up than normally, and her clothes were noticeably less nice -- when she was giving all of the allowance that Cecil allowed her to Greenpeace, there wasn't much left over for fancy cardigans, okay?

But you know what there was money for, always? Drugs.

"And that's why you absolutely should be wary of them," she added. "Unless they're from a trusted source. Always, always vet your dealer! Now, who wants groovy bears?"

“Cheryl,” Pam hissed. “Do not offer them some of your homebrew acid. We are supposed to be telling them about healthy work environments. Like, drug-free.”

She even said it with a straight face, guys.

"Whatever, coke bunny," Cheryl said, rolling her eyes. "You had Frosted Flakes for breakfast and I know they started as cornflakes!"

Because cocaine.

“They were cornflakes!” Pam insisted. “Look, even if I were to indulge occasionally, that wouldn’t mean I condone it! Some work environments insist on drug testing, even though that’s totally against the Constitution and an invasion of your rights and completely unethical. And if they find evidence of drug use in your urine, they can fire you, even if it’s just something like marijuana that’s only illegal because the white man can’t stand the freedom plant that wants to enlighten your mind! It’s institutionalized racism is what it is!”

Which still wasn’t touching the coke, if you were paying attention.

"Cocaine's not a plant," Cheryl said informatively, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, it can be bad news bears if you're caught with drugs -- of any kind, Pam -- in your pee at work. And that's why we brought Krieger Kleanse!"

Yup, that was what those little cups at the front of the class were. Be afraid, kids. Be very afraid.

“I watered it down some,” Pam said. “That stuff was harsh.” Harsh meaning it had taken a few tranq darts to take Pam down, after she had ripped the toilet out and flung it at Ray, thinking he was a Decepticon.

And yet, she was grabbing a cup and toasting her mooch of a roommate. “Bombs away! You guys aren’t going to puss out, right?”

(IMPORTANT NOTE: Krieger Kleanse is a hallucinogen of the bad kind, like “OH NO THE FLOOR IS LAVA” and not a fun trip. TRYING IT IS OPTIONAL and only if you want to have a bad trip with Pam and Cheryl. AND WHY WOULD YOU, IS WHAT WE ARE SAYING. However, filming your classmates/teachers while they are hallucinating? That's another story.

Oh, and also Pam is her season 5 coke-hound AU, and Cheryl is now in an AU where her brother controls all her money and has brainwashed her to give it to semi-useless environmental causes, like SeaLab 2021.)