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

Quietly, so she doesn't interrupt her reading.

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?"

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..."

"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?"

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."

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

"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?"

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*]

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

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

"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.]

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."

"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?"

Pippi appeared confused and turned to Nadia.

"You were sick?"

Nadia stared down at her plate as though it was the most interesting thing in the room. "Yeah, um, kind of. I'm okay, though." She glanced up at Victor.

"Thanks." It was, hopefully, clear from her tone that she was thanking him for more than just asking after her. It might also be clear that she was kind of sick of being asked about it. But the thanking thing was much stronger.

What she could be thanking him for beyond simply caring about her, Victor wouldn’t know. But he smiled and nodded anyway, and silently thanked Jesus for the return of his and Nadia’s friendship.

Subject change! "So, what have you been up to? I haven't seen you in awhile."

"And have you tried one of these?" Pippi asked holding out a Peep to him.

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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."

"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."

Nadia grinned and scribbled the words "I don't know" and "water" on a piece of paper and passed it to Pippi.

As for Walter? "We won't let him. He's spent too much time these last two weeks keeping me from being an idiot for me to let him be one, now."

Pippi looked at the paper and was about to read them out loud when she remembered yesterday in the halls with Pip (http://cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com/9810.html).

"Oh. ... Oh!" she laughed. "Well, at least if you say the former you can follow it up with the latter to clean it off."

Nadia smiled. She'd nearly had her. "Yes. But I thought it might be simpler to just carry an umbrella until it stops."

"If you can get it up in time." said Pippi.

Nadia pushed a button on the side of the umbrella, and it sprang open in moments. She pushed it again, and it retracted.

"It's worth a try."

"Good luck with that."

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