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Food Appreciation [Week 10, Period 4, Mon. 11/08]

Once again, the front of the classroom featured a table laden with a wide variety of foods and a teacher smiling at the class. "So, I was at the grocery this morning, thinking about class, and decided to see what we could do with the whole food as an aphrodisiac thing. You know, the idea that some foods make you feel sexier than others. Don't pretend you've never heard about this. Oysters have long been thought to be the perfect mood setters since Roman times. Just the aroma of an almond was said to jumpstart serious amounts of passion in females. I think now we all understand that weird Dutch love of marzipan now, hmm?" Or maybe not. He was no expert. "What I want you guys to do is give a few of these foods a try - maybe the avocado or the figs or a little pineapple or banana with chocolate syrup - and see if you feel any different."

John paused. "No promises and no making out in class if it does work. You all have rooms and it's not like they're far away."

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Talk! What are you going to try? How does it make you feel?

Except there was one thing.

"Eating oysters?"

Some of her good friends had been oysters.

Edited 2010-11-08 04:16 (UTC)

"Yeah, they're pretty disgusting as far as I've heard," Peter said. "You're supposed to just slurp them down whole, right out of the shell. How that's sexy, I don't know. Maybe it's the fact they look kind of like certain things."

Yeah, he'd taken the bait.

"That's awful!" Ariel gasped. It was even worse than sushi, and her round eyes stared in shock as she realized she'd never, ever be able to look at her oyster friends the same way ever again.

Thankfully, Peter wasn't crass enough to make sickening slurping noises to mimic eating oysters. "You've got something for mussles?"

"Oh, well, yes," said Ariel, suddenly very sincere and almost wistful with the smile on her face; she almost even sighed. "You really can't help but appreciate a guy with really nice arms and a great set of abs..."

Then she blinked and realized Peter met something else. Pink flooded her face.

"Or did you mean those kind of mussels? In which case, I don't really advocate the eating of any kind of marine creatures at all..."

"But you're all about the sausage?" Peter said, completely unable to help himself from making the terrible joke.

"I didn't say that!" Ariel felt the need to object, though she didn't really know why, especially since she did actually like sausage. This whole conversation was just horribly confusing. "But sausage isn't usually made up of cute little fish."

"Just cute little piggies," Peter said. "Just wondering if you thought things that lived in the sea were more important than those that live on land. Guess you do."

That... wasn't funny. And Peter knew it.

No. No, it most certainly was not. And Ariel made that very clear with her arms crossed over her chest and a very particular look.

"Of course they're not more important," she said. Even as a mermaid, she wanted to be human, after all, so duh. "I just don't like eating fish. So what?"

"Just kind of the opposite of most weird vegetarians, that's all," Peter said. "You know, the ones that can't eat a cow but will happily eat a flounder or a tuna. Just kind of curious."

If Ariel's face seemed to turn a little green at Peter's particular fish choices, well, that was because it did.

The conversation was doing wonders for keeping her mind off of how she couldn't wait for her date with Bruce tonight, though.

"I just really like marine life. I might become a marine biologist."

And, thank you, Bruce, for that convenient phrase.

Peter just chuckled and shook his head. "Well, it's a good profession. I always liked the manatee, myself. Most regal of all sealife."

Ariel's eyes narrowed slightly, determined not to fall into the trap of revealing how confusing it was that sailors used to mistake them for mermaids. She just did not see it, at all.

"I like dolphins," she offered instead. "They're very intelligent."

"I'll give you that," Peter said. "Ever talk with one?"

He was just gonna try that, see what happened.

"It takes a lot of learning and interaction to understand dolphin talk," Ariel offered, figuring that was fairly neutral. "But they have their own language and everything, that's how smart they are."

"I don't know if I trust them," Peter said. "You're always seeing them hanging out with nefarious porpoises."

There was a slight pause.

"Even I think that's a terrible pun, Peter," Ariel said.

Or tried to say, but it was interrupted by something that sounded an awful lot like the sort of snort, followed by a cough,which was not at all from trying not to laugh, really.

"I rest my case," Peter said, giving Ariel a smug smile.

"That's not fair!" Ariel argued, though that meant the laugh was getting out.

"Much like how pretty you are isn't fair," Peter said.

Oops, where'd that come from?

Alex bypassed a lot of the food before taking some of the truffles. He didn't know why, he already felt keyed up but it was free food and he couldn't resist.

"Mustard's an aphrodisiac?" he asked, sounding skeptical. "Right."

"Ew, why would you ever use asparagus as an aphrodisiac?"

Yeah, that was Kate making an appalled face. Because the effects of asparagus on certain things were gross. Gross, gross, gross.

Helen tried a few of the foods carefully.

Banana and chocolate syrup? Now there was a good combination. Chuck hadn't yet associated his twitchiness to anything but Monday morning-itis (though, shouldn't he be feeling less awake, not more?), and was perfectly happy to give things a try.

He was vaguely wondering why the school was sponsoring them trying foods theoretically supposed to turn them on. Could he really be blamed if his eyes wandered a little on this whole train of thought. There were some very pretty girls in this class. He couldn't help but look.

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