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Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Cereel! Ell keends!

-Cheeckee Tenders

-Tumetu Suoop

-Sneeckerduudles

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Jessica didn't have class for some time yet so she had taken a book to the cafeteria and decided she could eat and read and relax. At the counter, Jessica smiles and gives a big wave to the chef. "Good afternoon! My my, what a lovely spread you have here..."

Nadia hits the cafeteria some time after shop class (and after scrubbing her hands to get rid of the duct tape residue). She's got a need for people, and figures if she can stake out her corner early, she can hang out for awhile and let life happen around her, the way it used to on the streets of Buenos Aires.

She gets some "Cheekee tenders" and some "Tumetu Suoop", carries it over to a corner, and settles in.

This means sprawling out on her back with her legs propped against the wall, classical music blasting over her headphones around her neck, a book of French poetry clasped in one hand. The other hand holds a tender, occasionally dunking it in soup and bringing it to her mouth to munch on.

Is the position comfortable? It's not a feather bed, but it suits her for now.

Pip walked into the lunch room and took a look at the menu. As he spooned himself out a hearty bowl of tumetu suoop, something struck him. Something to do with the Principal's favorite type of cookie...

This may be useful information later.

Sitting down with his cheeckee tenders and his tumetu suoop, he pulls out a large weapons catalog and starts to flip through while eating.

Marty comes by and waves at Nadia.

"Hey Nadia. How are classes going?"

Nadia waves back, choosing to use the hand holding the tender, and consequently sends a few droplets of soup into the air. "Eh," she says, "they're okay. How's the plan to escalate the floor conflict going?"

Marty scoots back to avoid the soup droplets. "Plans? Who says I have any plans?" Marty says with a small smile.

After having one of the most interesting conversations with Jake, Victor hightailed it to lunch. He grabbed some cheeckee tenders, sneeckerduudles, and a small boy of Honey Nut Cheerios and went to get a place to sit.

"Pip" he called, smiling as he saw a familiar face.

Pippi grabed some Cheeckee Tenders with honey for dipping and a small cup of Tumetu Suoop ... and a Sneeckerduudle.

"Hey guys." She said as she walked up, "May I join you or is this Man-Lunch-Time?"

Edward looks warily at the food, but, as of yet this semester nothing has happened to him or anyone else (that he knows of), so he takes some chicken tenders and tomato soup. He plops down and starts to plot something.

"I don't mind, Pippi. Oh, and congratulations, by the way!" he added, trying to be happy for his friend.

"Thank you very much!" Pippi beems, "I'm sorry you didn't win, I was very sad for you... But then I realised something..." she leans forward and whispers, "More time to spend with Walter."

Victor grinned. "True. And more time to prank, too. Walter said I could be in on the enxt one. Is that okay with you?"

Pippi makes a point of looking like she's giving this some serious thought.

Cordy stopped by the cafeteria at lunch and warily picked up some "cheeckee tenders" and "tumetu soup".

She sat down at a table by herself and eyed the contents cautiously before digging in.

"Oh, c'mon..." Vicotr said. "You know you want to!"

[ooc: sorry...got busy getting into trouble. >_<]

Anders comes in after Classics and a free period and takes a seat near Ed, his tray piled with chicken tenders and soup, plus a healthy helping of snickerdoodles. (He's blissfully unaware of any scary connotations that snickerdoodles have around this campus.) "Hey, Elric, how ya been, dude?"

"Anyone sitting here?" Lee asks with a grin, pointing to the seat across from Cordy.

"Nope," Cordy says, smiling at Lee.

Lee sits down with his bowl of soup and a couple of cookies. "How are things with you, Cordelia? Classes good? Haven't seen you since the party."

Cordy grins at the mention of the party. "Yeah, things are mostly good. I've met some pretty awesome people. The classes are a bit...odd. But things are good! What about you?" she asks, picking at a chicken finger.

"Trying to keep busy, I guess," he says, sipping his soup and hiding a grimace. "You and Logan getting along well?" he asks with a wicked grin.

Cordy manages not to choke on the chicken and eyes Lee suspiciously. "Yes," she says, unable to not grin. "He's great."

"I don't remember much from my party, but I do remember you two," he says.

Cordy laughs. "Yeah, I was a little drunk. But, maybe I should thank you for that party, because I've seen a lot more of Logan since then."

He really grins at that. "Oh you have, have you? A lot more?"

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