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Hannibal waited for all the students to file in and take their seats, then nodded. "Welcome. I am Dr. Hannibal Lecter, and this is 'Nailed It!'" He paused for a moment, bemused. "This is a class I am teaching at request of the office moose, and I hope you will all enjoy it. The idea behind it is that I will present you with a recipe and my execution of it, and then you will do your best to follow that recipe and create the food yourself."

He keyed in instructions to the room, and it changed, showing separate gourmet stations for each student. "This is what you will usually have to work with. There may also be some additional resources, depending upon the food for the week. Please, take some time to look them over and become acquainted with them, and let me know if you have any questions."

He went behind his own station and pulled out a coffee and tea service, along with small cinnamon scones. "For today, food you will not have to recreate. Please enjoy, and as you do, introduce yourself to all of us. Then you can investigate your stations."

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Okay, that was a hot thing, and that was probably a cold thing, and... knives, she knew. Vette was going to just be thankful that she wasn't completely out of her element, thanks.

"How close is this to what you're accustomed to?" Hannibal asked.

"Top-notch," Vette replied, turning a grin toward Hannibal.

Because... fake it 'till you make it? That was what she was going with, here.

"Which one's the one that makes the hot happen?"

Hannibal gave her an amused look. "There are a stove and an oven, here." He opened the door to the oven. "The hot happens in here," he turned on one of the gas burners, "and up here."

"Ooooh. That makes perfect sense."

An oven! Fancy! Vette had literally never operated one of those things in her life!

"You may want to experiment with it," Hannibal suggested. "You can adjust the amount of heat with the dials, and see how long it takes to cook. Start with a piece of bread," he nodded to the breadbox, "or perhaps, if you don't mind sticky sweets, a marshmallow." He reached into the cabinet to get a box of those for her.

Vette eyed the marshmallows thoughtfully. And then glanced back toward the breadbox.

"Okay, sure, I can do that."

She was totally going to make a toasted marshmallow sandwich. Toasted.

That would be a valid choice, even if not one Hannibal would make.

"Utensils are in those drawers." He nodded to them. "Find one that won't burn your hand to hold onto. Or if you would rather use a pan, those are here. It won't be as true a test of the heat, but it will be more similar to most of the cooking you'll be doing."

Have at!

Vette took all of that into consideration, and then decided to take three slices of bread. One to just set on the rack in the oven, one to set on the pan in the oven, and one for up on top, on the stove, where she was going to...

She squinted at the selection of pans available, and then picked one at random.

If the worst that happened today was that some bread was going to get toasted in a saucepan, then they were on the right track. Maybe.

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