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[canisfidelus]

I would like to be the first to state.

Whatever it is that you would like to pin on me:

I didn't do it.

Oh, right, and - being the genius that I am, I'd also like to add that you lot are hilarious when you're trying to hide deep dark family secrets. Really. I mean. Really.

[ooc: Sirius says lets swap family secrets. He bets his are worse]

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[warped_inside]

Won't work. They'll still blame you, you know.

[canisfidelus]

Toshiko. The genius behind my toaster.

[warped_inside]

Ah, so you're James' mate with the nutella addiction.

[canisfidelus]

That would be me. Prongs left like the traitorous coward he was, but I still have my nutella toaster.

Do you mind if I proclaim my eternal love?

[warped_inside]

He may be back yet. It's happened to at least half the people I know.

For nutella? Be my guest, if you like.

[canisfidelus]

Well considering I have enough nutella to last me a small eternity (for a long one I shall need to stock up) I would much rather proclaim it to you.

He better be back. If he knows what's good for him.

[warped_inside]

Suppose it would be awfully ungrateful of me to refuse.

Want to place bets that he will?

[canisfidelus]

Lovely! I would invite you to dinner but we're actually terrible cooks except Jake, and he's a guest, I can't force him to cook for you too. Unless you want toast with nutella.

I suggest we bet on what I'll do to him once he arrives.

[warped_inside]

I'd be perfectly happy toasting with nutella, Sirius. I agree that you shouldn't force your guests to cook for you. Though I have a sneaking suspicion you'd probably be a better cook if it was actually something you wanted to do.

From what I've heard, it would be something full of mischief.

[canisfidelus]

I can add bananas. Or apples. Actually, that's not a bad idea. I think I will do that.

Oh, no, I'm terrible in the kitchen. I had to fight a boggart that was hiding under the oven and I melted a container of steak and kidney pie.

Mischief is just another word for "clever revenge."

[warped_inside]

Ooh, no bananas. Apples are nice though. And now you're three quarters of a way to a sandwich.

You know that cooking isn't generally supposed to include fighting boggarts as part of the recipe, right?

And sometimes "proactive revenge", if the thing you're getting vengeance on hasn't actually happened yet?

[canisfidelus]

What would make that final 1/4?

If there's a boggart in the oven, Toshiko, I have to fight it. And it's not my fault the foam container melted and then I had to hide it in the microwave.

Precisely! I can't let anyone get the upper hand.

[warped_inside]

Crisps.

See, that's not cooking, Sirius. That's fighting off monsters in the vicinity of prepared food. No wonder you say you're rubbish at it.

I doubt that happens very often.

[canisfidelus]

I think you're right on the crisps. We should get some.

...but Moony won't let me back in the kitchen.

You're right. It's very rare.

[warped_inside]

I think this conversation just proved the point of one I was having earlier -- the first thing two people talk about about when they first meet in this city is nearly always food.

Can't say I blame him. You sound like you've got Jack's track record with kitchens, and he's banned from doing anything that requires non-raw foods.

Which a certain sort of person might take as a challenge.

[canisfidelus]

It's a good topic. Neutral, right? Not like war. Everyone would get in a mess if that's all we were allowed to discuss.

Well to be fair, I've never had to cook. I've always had servants to do it for me.