Lunch-Tuesday

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Guud effternuun stoodents! Cun yuoo smell thet fell eur? It smells leeke-a...feectury. Oor veffffles. Vheechefer.

Tudey's Menoo:

-Hut Dugs

-Seled

-French Freees

-Ice-a Creem

Comments

[nadiathesaint]

Having spent the morning sitting around in Jamie's room in the clinic, Nadia headed to the cafeteria in something of a dark mood.

She grabbed a salad and some ice cream. And possibly put the ice cream on her salad. And hot sauce on the ice cream.

She has a somewhat odd idea of "comfort food".

[greenmagebriar.livejournal.com]

"That's an unusual way to eat." Said the boy with four hot dogs and two scoops of ice cream for lunch.

[nadiathesaint]

"I don't mock your food, you don't mock mine."

[greenmagebriar.livejournal.com]

"But...you have hot sauce on your ice cream! I'm Briar by the way." He suddenly remember to add.

[nadiathesaint]

"I like hot sauce. I'm Nadia. We might have met before, I know I've seen you around."

[greenmagebriar.livejournal.com]

Briar nodded. "I've been here all summer. And I like weird food, but really, on ice cream?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"She's from Argentina." Pippi said as if that explained everything.

[greenmagebriar.livejournal.com]

Briar blinked. "Where?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Way way south of here."

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

Naomi was back in the cafeteria, "hi chef," she said as grabbed a bit of everything, she noticed her big sister but also noticed that she didn't appear to be in a happy mood and wondered if starting a conversation was a good idea, "hi," she said, rather uncertainly.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia looked up and smiled. "Naomi. Hey. How are you settling in?"

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

"Better than what I was expecting," Naomi answered, also smiling, "I think now that the first week is over and classes are starting it's going to be easier,"

[nadiathesaint]

"Probably. Something to keep you busy." Other than, say, hunting for your friends when they get in trouble. "What classes are you taking?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hey there."

[nadiathesaint]

"Hey."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"How's things?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Jamie woke up."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders had about six hot dogs buried under a pile of french fries, his usual three glasses of milk, and apple juice to boot.

"Okay, Nadia, that is the weirdest salad dressing I've ever seen."

[nadiathesaint]

"Don't knock it until you've tried it." Nadia tried it, and did very well in not making a face. "Hi, Anders."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

If that was a challenge, Anders wasn't turning it down. He got up and came back with a small bowl of salad, similarly topped with ice cream and hot sauce. (Small bowl? Well, yes. Had to leave room for that half-dozen hot dogs, after all.)

"What's next?" he asked, by way of stalling as he tried to toss the dubious salad. "The marshmallow, chocolate, and pepper empanadas?"

[nadiathesaint]

"With onion. Though I'm still working on my ultimate hot sauce."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I've seen wierder."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Well, I haven't," Anders said. "And I'm not sure I wanna know. Hey, Pippi!"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Hey!"

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

Shawn scanned the food on offer and deciding that fries were a pretty safe bet piled up his plate and found a free seat.