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Guud murneeng stoodents! Ve're-a heedeeng intu zee feenel stretch ooff soommer. Ere-a yuoo reedy tu du ectooel vurk egeeen?

Tudey's Menoo:

-Greelled Cheese-a Sundveeches

-Tumetu Suoop

-Toona Feesh Sundveeches

-Sneeckerduudles

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had sworn off food at Cafe Fina entirely, so she went to the cafeteria for lunch.

And gave the chef suspicious looks.

One never knew what a chef was hiding.

Finally, she most certainly did not take any "tomato" soup. The chef couldn't fool her!

. . .

Waitressing might have scarred her for life.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie grabbed a grilled cheese sandwich and soup and waved at Nadia. "How's it going, Santos?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Gruh," said Nadia eloquently, since she was still working on ridding herself of the last of her hangover. "Sake." She saw his selections. "No soup!"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie looked at the bowl of soup warily. "Is there something wrong with the soup?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Braaaaaaaaains," said Nadia.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie stirred the soup carefully with a spoon as though looking for any brain matter. "I don't see anything. Is it your brain?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia offered Jamie a rude gesture.

"Tomato soup at Cafe Fina was brain soup. I don't trust the Chef."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"But the chef here isn't the chef at Cafe Fina," Jamie said taking a sip of the soup. "Mmmm. Good brains. Definitely not yours."

[nadiathesaint]

Cue the rude gesture again. "Careful, I know where you sleep."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I now keep a caffinated dupe under my bed in case you or your cat try to do anything to me while I sleep again," Jamie said cheerfully. He then takes another big spoonful of soup. "Damn! This is mighty fine soup, Santos!"

Jamie holds out a spoonful in front of Nadia's face. "Go on. Take a slurp."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia recoiled backwards and fell off her seat with a thwump.

"I hate you, Madrox,"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"What? It's just soup," Jamie said taking another noisy slurp. "I can't help it if you're all weird about soup."

[nadiathesaint]

"Brain soup. . . . Fingertips . . . dead vegetables. . . ."

Nadia shuddered from her position on the floor.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Good morning Nadia." Pippi grinned.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia grunted non-committally, since in theory they saw each other in the not yet posted stealth workshop.

Also because she had a mouthful of grilled cheese.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"How you feeling now?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Mupphuh mmm ffft gigumph fffmooooo mm,"

Nadia was not always the most polite individual on the planet.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Ya don't say?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded, then finished chewing and swallowed. "You seem hangover free,"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi shrugged.

"It's a Scandinavian thing I guess."

[nadiathesaint]

"The Chef has been hungover. I think it's a Pippi Longstocking thing."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi shrugged noncommittally and took a bite of her sandwich.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia poked at her second sandwich for a moment.

". . . you're a pretty good kisser."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

D'oh!

"... I was pretending you were somebody else." she said. "No offence."

[nadiathesaint]

"I figured. Pip's lucky."