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Half vey thruoogh zee veek my leettle-a oones! Dun't vurry, Iester is oon Soondey. Vheech meuns yuoo cun iet chuculete-a rebbeets!

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Red Beuns und Reece-a

-Seled

-Mecurunee und Cheese-a

-Peeps

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia is cheered by the Red Beuns und Reece-a, and rather confused by the Peeps. She wonders what they are really called without the chef's accent.

She grabs a plate of beuns and seled, and a few peeps (purely for scientific testing, of course), and grabs a seat at the usual table.

And carefully props an umbrella up on her shoulder as she pulls out her book and reads while she's eating.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi grabs a little of everything and slides into a seat across from Nadia.

Quietly, so she doesn't interrupt her reading.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia continued eating and reading in silence for a moment, then picked up one of the peeps.

"What do you suppose," she said, without looking up from her book. "These things are made of?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi takes the Peep and OMG PEEP ABUSE! pulls it appart.

"Looks like marshmallow..." she bites off the string of peep guts stretched between the two halves. "Tastes like marshmallow... Only sweeter..."

[nadiathesaint]

"Then why not just make a marshmellow?" Nadia looked up from her book, then, making a slight face at the ripping of the poor, defenseless peep after all, it's better to burn them than disembowel them, PAGAN PEEP ON A POLE DAY!. "And why would you want to make a marshmellow sweeter?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi fiddled with one of her braid cuffs and gave that some thought.

"I like to use cookie cutters to make cookies taste like things, why not marshmallows too?" she said through a mouthful of peep, "And I had always thought that marshmallows were made with like 99% sugar? I'm not sure how they managed to make it sweeter."

She shrugged.

"Maybe it's magic."

[nadiathesaint]

"Could be." Nadia shrugged and put her book down. "So, how are you?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Getting lots of complements on my hair when it's not getting drenched by mysterious liquids from above." Said Pippi with a grin.

...Which faded momentarily. "And I told Walter about the thing... I probably should have just let it lay. I don't know what I'd hoped to accomplish with that."

"And yourself?"

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor sat down with his tray and smiled. "Hey, ladies. Nice hair, Pippi."

[ooc: Still having access probs, but I'll try and keep up as much as possible. Just assume that he's eating or something. Oh my gosh to I miss you ladies. *cries*]

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Thanks!" said Pippi brightening. "Nice... Spikes!"

[[ooc: *clings* We miss you too! No worries. Don't get in trouble on our account k?

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Thanks!" Victor echoed, then dug into his lunch.

[ooc: I'll be okay, but thanks. Supposedly, only one more week until I get a computer in my room.]

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was just a little bit nervous at having Victor join them, since she'd pretty much been hogging his boyfriend for the last week or so, but she reminded herself she wasn't going to run away from him any more, and it was Walter's choice to help her, anyway and . . . yeah.

So she smiled at him as casually as possible. "Hi Victor."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Nadia." He took a sip of Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper manamana and debated for a moment before clearing his throat. "Are you feeling any better?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia tapped the handle to her umbrella. "Also occasionally getting drenched. But we figured out what makes it happen, yesterday, so I'm on guard."

She sighed slightly. "And Walter was just being an idiot. I'll tell you the same thing I told him: it already happened, it's in the past, and you can't change it. Besides, he had a right to know."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"You did? What makes it happen?"

Pippi nodded, "Yeah. I'm just concerned it's going to spur him into being an idiot for longer."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair grabbed some salad and peeps and took a seat, trying not to let his hair drip onto his plate.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly carried a tray over to the table that contained an empty plate and a glass of juice.

"Hi, Blair," she said as she sat down.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Hey Molly! I'm glad you could come!" Blair grinned happily. "You're not wearing a hat! You have a very pretty head...shape." He finished lamely, and looked down at her plate.

"Not hungry?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly put a hand to her head. She'd forgotten about the absence of her hat. "Uh, yeah. I decided to not wear one today and see what it was like."

She looked down at her tray. "I forgot to get food." She stood up with the tray again and went back to the food line. When she returned, she had a few bits of lettuce and another glass of juice.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair watched worriedly as Molly went back to get food and juice. "At least you'll be hydrated."

"Is everything alright?" He leaned forward, pushing his tray out of the way. "You seem sorta distracted or something."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly looked down at her tray again. She hadn't even gotten a fork to eat her salad. Oh well, she hadn't gotten salad dressing either. She ignored the food and sipped some juice.

"I don't think everything is alright at all," she said with a shake of her head. "There is something very wrong with Cam and I really don't know what to do."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair's first thought was to ask if Cam had done something to hurt Molly, but he didn't say it outloud. "What do you mean, wrong?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"I mean I don't think he's Cam right now," she said.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Uh..." Blair looked around suspciously. "You mean like possessed or something? Maybe he's just having a bad day."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly shook her head. "I really don't know. I think it is more than just a bad day though. I told him he and Logan should move to the third floor since he hates second floor so much. He said maybe he should. Even if he were trying to pull a prank, he would never ever even jokingly agree to that."