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Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Feesh steecks

-Subs

-Seled

-Cherry Pie-a

Comments

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi opts for subs over fish sticks.

They're better for stuffing in your mouth in case you say something you shouldn't.

Just in case.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter grabs a bunch of food, since he's not certain he ate enough yesterday. The previous day's details are still oddly hazy. But at least Pippi isn't someone who makes him uncomfortable for no good reason.

Yes, he should be on his way to work, but he'll just hurry and still get there on time.

"Is this seat taken?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is happy to see Walter as per usual.

But there's a slight twinge of something.

Eh. Obviously not important.

"Of course not! Take a load off Walter, how you doing today?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," Walter answered with a shrug. "I'm not feeling myself. Maybe I'm coming down with that cold that Nadia had."

Yeah, because so far he'd been walking around with a knot in his chest as though he was just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi reached over to feel his forehead with the back of her hand. She wasn't exactly sure what this was supposed to accomplish, but she'd seen Tommy and Annika's mother do it.

"You feel fine to me." she said... "But I think I know what you mean. I been feeling odd all morning."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"It had better not be another one of those plagues like last week. The next thing you know, we'll all be bursting out in song again."

Walter did not pick at his food. He was feeling off, but not that off. Instead he devoured it with his usual gusto and a hint of mayonnaise.

"Other than that, how are you doing?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi felt like getting her sandwich ready for a huge bite for some reason.

"I'm very well thank you, other then the aforementioned oddness."

She took a huge bite of her sanswich, with the feeling that she'd achieved some sort of victory.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Blearily, Seras scanned the available food items. The smell of the feesh steeks and the subs made her stomach rebel, so she grabbed a salad and coffee. Loooots of coffee.

Her head felt like it had been on loan to a conga group. She eased herself down onto the bench and waved 'good morning'.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hi Seras!"

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras winced at the enthusiastic greeting but managed a smile.

"Hi Pippi. How're you?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"As to be expected." she said grinning. "And yourself?"

She took a huge bite of her sandwich.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

"Honestly? I feel horrid. Like I'm hung over. Only, I don't remember what I did to get this way."

Seras took a swallow of coffee.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Good." Walter continued eating in silence, because for some reason, silence really was golden.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi gave Walter a pat on the head and went back to her sandwich.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma grabds a sub, the salad and a big slice of cherry pie. Remembering on of his recent trips here with a wince, he finds a seat close to the door.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Before discovering an insatiable need to stalk demons, Sakurazaki realizes that her stomach hasn't been satiated in a while. The scent of something akin to fish luring her into the cafeteria, she is ultimately disappointed with the offerings, but something else catches her eyes and convinces her to grab some food and stay.

//"Hey, Ranma,"// she says, edging over to his table. //"Mind if I join you?"//

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

//Yo Setsuna!// He doesn't remember if they've talked for the past few days but right now for some reason things don't feel awkward at all, he feels like his old self. He smiles at her with his usual goofy smile.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

She tilts her head slightly, one eye sliding shut, still waiting for permission to join him.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

//Oh. Sure sit down, don't be silly.// He grins and scoots over to allow her more room.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

//"Thanks,"// she says, but she takes a seat across from him at the table. He may be feeling just fine, but something besides the fishsticks smelled fishy around here. She was hungry and she had slept. Those weren't normal. It put her off a little.

She eyes the fishsticks critically with one shut eye. She picks one up, danging it in the air a bit. //"What the hell do you suppose is up with these?"// she asks him. She still feels like she's being cheated.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

//Fishstick..? I dunno. I think someday we should make some real fish. Like Tempura (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempura) or something. I miss that stuff. And pork buns.// He really loves food, he just doesn't show it much unless he's actually eatting at the time.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

She shakes her head. //"I don't even think this is real fish,"// she says, the disappointment evident in her voice. //"This is more like an insult to real fish."//

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

//I got the sandwich instead. Felt like it was the better choice.// He has a one track mind now that he's on with the food. //Man... some Sumashijiru... some Nigirizushi... god if I don't miss Curry too...//

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

His utter distraction over food makes her grin a little. //"Pity I can't cook."//

But the real pity comes when she finally takes a bit of the fish stick.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

//I'm okay at it. We can work together. Go out, get some indgredients and make something good. Meat is so cheap here that we could make pretty much anything.// He's eatting his salad with chopsticks, old habits die hard.