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Guud effternuun stoodents! Ixcoose-a my leteness, I slept in. My elerm cheeckee deedn't gu ooffff.

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Shreemp

-Peegs in a Blunket

-Seled

-Coopcekes

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Pippi is wearing her hair down (http://static.flickr.com/31/54150878_ac6c00afb0_o.jpg) today. She grabs some of everything and takes her customary seat by the window.

Nadia was in a good enough mood after her note-based conversation with Sydney in class earlier, and grabs a seat across from Pippi. "Hey, you're wearing your hair down!"

"Yup." said Pippi proudly, "I put stuff in it so it won't stick out as much!"

Nadia grinned. "It looks really nice. See, I told you, a little gel isn't bad. Just don't turn into Angel."

Pippi laughed.

"I'll try," she said, "But it smells sooo good!"

Nadia tilted her head. "Oh yeah? What kind did you use?"

"I made my own like you told me." she said, "And I used rose water."

That gets a big smile out of Nadia. "Cheap, yet fashionable! Excellent!"

Pippi grinned and flipped the wavy mane that framed her face.

"Yup! More fun to make things then buy them."

Also, to steal them. Nadia doesn't say this outloud, because, hello, school security cameras, and who knew who the Chef talked to in his off hours? "Definitely. So how has your day been?"

"Other then time spent on hair?" she asked. "Well... Including time spent on hair... It's been quiet. Which is nice."

"Mmhm?" Nadia leaned her head onto her hands. "It is nice. Gives us time to prepare for finals, I guess."

Pippi made a face.

"Bleh. Finals."

"I have to write a paper for Professor Dream's class. And I don't even know if we'll have a final in shop."

"You'll probably just be making something really cool." she said. "As per usual."

"I'm sort of hoping we get attacked by robots again. Because that got me an extension on my midterm paper for Literature." Nadia smiled to show she didn't really mean that.

Mostly.

"And how would you go about arranging this then?"

"Hire someone to build a bunch of sucking robots for us?" Nadia shrugged. "I never said it was a well laid out plan. Just a hope."

"You really need to think these things out more carefully Nadia." Pippi said with a smirk.

"I do. I need to start constructing elaborate, four man missions involving a black van, comms, code names, surveilance equipment and, most importantly, wigs." She paused. "Or I need to stop watching AKA."

"Oh!" said Pippi, "WIGS!"

"They're the most important part of any field mission," Nadia said solemnly.

Pippi nodded with equal solemnity.

"Yes, wigs and/or hats are most important for any disguise... All you need really."

"Except for sunglasses. Those are also very important."

"Okay, let's broaden it to include all 'cranial accessories'."

Nadia wondered why they were accessorizing construction equipment.

Pippi noticed Nadia's expression...

"Cranial accessories... You know... Shit you wear on your head."

Nadia blinked. "Then why not just say 'head accessories'?"

"I did."

Nadia narrowed her eyes, wondering if Pippi was having her on. Then she sighed. "No tengo gusto de inglés más."

"Du vill lära sig mer orden efter en tid."

"Pienso que necesito aprender sueco, primero."

"Jag inte förstå vad du er ordstav endera."

Nadia peered at Pippi. "Вы говорите русского?"

Pippi says something in Parseltongue.

Nadia has run out of languages. So she makes one up.

"Nitchy, uh, traski vrask lulyoo harvard grastni grastni brot?"

"Eep oop orc ah ah?"

"Cloomna floofa himna flek?"

[ooc: gimme an hour, and I can make this a proper David Ives shout out,]

"Oh ee, oh ah ah, ting tang, walla walla bing bang."

[[ooc: go for it.]]

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