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Guud dey stoodents und a heppy Freedey tu yuoo!

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Sluppy Jues

-Vegetereeun Lesunga

-Brucullee und Cheese-a

-Ceke-a

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron gets a lesunga from the cook and takes a seat. He's not really paying attention to what's going on around him and pokes at the food.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders comes slouching into the cafeteria, looking extremely cranky, not to mention very confused. His eyes are screwed up almost shut and a little red, and his coordination seems to be badly off.

Piling some of everything onto his plate, he shuffles over to sit next to Cameron. "Mitchell. Look. Sorry about yesterday, man."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron frowns. "Yo, Bridge. I have no clue what you're talking about, but if it's something that happened at Parker's I'm going to take a bet and say it probably was my fault."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders waves his hands around frantically, having completely missed the fact that Cameron just called him Bridge. "No, no, dude, I mean -- frak, okay, it was the other day. In the gym, that stuff I was saying about bribing Harkness and getting into Thrace's room. I pissed you off, and I didn't mean to. You know I don't think."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron frowns as he remembers that but he's pretty sure he was talking to Anders. He wasn't that out of it. "Dude, if Anders wants to apologise, he should do so himself."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally walks in and grabs a sloppy joe and some broccoli with cheese, then sits down across from Bridge-Anders.

"Okay, I'm having a weird enough day already, okay? Warn me when you're gonna take off, champ."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Sorry. It's just . . . I get jumpy if I stay in one place too long today, seems like. This is still so weird having to look up at you, coach," grumbles Anders, reaching a hand out across the table to grab Cally's -- his? Still confused. "Doesn't your neck ever hurt havin' to do that all the time?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"I'm used to it, I guess. Doesn't yours get sore having to, like, look down all the time?" Cally chews on her lower lip. "I mean, like, being tall is kinda nice, but... weird."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi grabs Sluppy Jues and Ceke then plunks down at a table with a notebook which she's scribbling in and trying not to muck up with Sluppy Jue stains.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter joins her, having grabbed some of everything except the vegetarian lasagna. He has extra broccoli in case Victor shows up.

"Hallo, Pippi. How is your day coming along?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi crinkled her nose. "Well it started with returning an overdue book to the library but other then that it's turning out pretty good. And yourself?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Just the usual school things. I am enjoying Miss Clay's dingbot that she made for Victor so much, I am trying to think of other dingbots I could have her make. Just think of the mischief opportunities." Walter grinned and took a not-at-all sloppy bite of his sloppy joe.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"A what?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"A little wind up mechanical thing. Like a robot, but smaller and more like a pet or a toy. I guess they do not always act that way."

He stopped for a couple more bites of his sloppy joe before continuing. "The one I had her make for Victor is a sort of alarm clock. Except it does not ring, it walks over and taps him on the forehead. We found out that it likes to chase pieces of paper and hit them with its hammer."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"That's marvelous!" Said Pippi laughing. "I must think of an excuse to get one myself. What other things can they do?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"When I spoke with Miss Clay, it seemed as though she could make them to do almost anything. We should go down to her shop together sometime. I want to see about having a couple of prankbots made, as soon as I can decide on good pranks."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair wrinkled his nose at the food and decided to skip it. The last time he had to talk about dating with a girl he had burned his mouth on peanut butter and jelly. It was probably karma.

He found a seat and watched for Molly.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly decided on Sloppy Joe's and cake before looking around for Blair. She walked over, smiling, after she spotted him.

"Hi, Blair," she said as she sat down. "What's up?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair stared at her for a second and shrugged. Once more into the breach...

"Molly, I need to talk to you about our date and stuff."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"Our date for what?" Molly asked casually and then looked up from her food. "Did I miss a project assignment for Creature Languages yesterday?" Her shoulders slumped and she set down her fork. "Ah, Blair. I'm sorry. I fell asleep during that movie and didn't wake up until people got up to leave. Just tell me what we need to do and I'll do my best not to mess it up completely." She grinned at him then went back to eating.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair blinked at her.

"Uh...we didn't have anything for Creature..." He shook his head. "I meant our date on Tuesday. Hot chocolate? I gave you a frog and you kissed me?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly looked up at him again, eyes a little wide in surprise. "Date? That was a date?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair wasn't sure whether to be happy or offended.

"Uh...I guess? I gave you a gift and we had small talk over a beverage and I mean...isn't that what a date is?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly was still looking at Blair in mild shock, the fork of cake in her hand now forgotten completely. How could she have gone on her first date and missed it completely?

"I don't know," she whined. "I thought a date was when a boy asks you out and picks you up and you dress nicely and you go to a movie or dinner or something. You never said it was a date," she pointed out.

[aroseintime.livejournal.com]

Since she forgot the past two days, Rose brings her borrowed camera into the cafeteria to get a couple of shots for journalism.