The Joys of Jet Lag

[thegooseguy]

Who: Seith Morgan [Conrad] and Edie Steinlen [Snow White]
Where: The Pen
When: Right around 6:00 PM, Wednesday
What: A very jet-lagged Seith attempts to make it into the Pen and his room with far to much luggage, Edie saves his camera bag and then plies him with dinner and cocoa. :)
Rating: G-Rated
Satus: Complete!

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[thegooseguy]

Seith couldn't help but laugh, "I actually meant since the last time I'd visited." Really he was quite amused that anyone could take him for a housekeeper. "I'm afraid I'm not really the housekeeping sort. My career keeps me traveling too often to really settle," he gestured toward the camera bag. "But I'll take it as a compliment that you had such faith in my domestic godhood," he winked, teasingly.

"And, left! Though actually we're already here," as the door to apartment B was mere feet from where they stood at the top of the landing. There was only one small problem. "Wonder if anyone left me a key," he muttered, under his breath, frowning thoughtfully. Then, quirking an eyebrow as a thought suddenly came to him, he stretched up onto his toes and carefully felt around the top of the doorframe, eventually discovering what he was looking for. Well, some things never changed and he thanked his foresight in calling ahead.

Knocking briefly to make sure his entrance wasn't startling anyone, he unlocked the door and turned to Edie. "Let me just dump these in my room and I'll accompany you down to the kitchen."

[giftapfel]

Still laughing quietly to her, she took the moment to look over the floor she often passed over in her cleaning as per Pentamerone orders. "I had guessed that much, you travel? What sort of photographer are you?" It seemed such an odd thing to ask, but truly the field had grown so much that there was too much room to make horrible assumptions.

She turned towards the door with him, watching him stretch up with sheer awe, for Edie to have ever found anything up their she would have needed a six foot ladder. She placed down his two bags by the door, the camera left in her hands protectively until her was ready for it.

"That sounds fine. You aren't a vegetarian are you?"

[thegooseguy]

"The boring sort mostly," Seith replied conversationally. Good, there was no one in the common room of the apartment at the moment, which meant they weren't disturbing anyone. "I take photographs of things people want to sell for print ads. Books, alarm clocks, shoes... nothing particularly fascinating. One mo," he said, hauling the two heaviest bags into the room that was to be his bedroom, then dropping the knapsack on the bed.

He reappeared a moment later for the precious camera bag, setting it too in his bedroom on top of the bureau. "I do the fun stuff in my spare time," he said, upon reemerging. "In fact, I'll probably look into doing a gallery show if I'm in town for any length of time," and, if the meetings earlier were any indication, it might well be a good long stay.

[giftapfel]

Edie waited just within the door frame of the room, not wanting to intrude on him as he gathered his things. her head coming to rest gently against the door frame while she watched him move things in, and listened to him. The smile never once left her as he listed off the items that he mostly worked with.

"Making money is art, and working is art and good business is the best art." She quoted Warhol as he took the camera to bring it back into his bedroom, it wasn't one she entirely agreed with but she respect it never the less. "These are not the days in which a person can get by on talent alone, all artists must dip into the corporate world in order to live comfortably."

Edie straightened once her finished with his bags moving from the door way and pushing her hair back from her eyes as she headed them down the stairs. "A gallery show? I'd love to see your portfolio of no commercial work." Skipping the last two steps to head into the kitchen where the pot of what she had made for dinner still rested on the stove top, covered to keep the heat in.

[thegooseguy]

"Touche," he replied, in response to her quote as they reached the kitchen. "And really, dealing with all the punters in the business world is an art unto itself, though I have to admit I don't find it all that displeasing." If anything, Seith enjoyed the social manipulation that came with his job. There was a sort of satisfaction in convincing people your ideas were what they really wanted. Perhaps, if he had not become a photographer, he would have been a salesman.

"At any rate, you're more than welcome to see my portfolio," he said, taking a step toward the stove and sniffed in curiosity, "Once I'm considerably less famished and considerably more rested."

[giftapfel]

"I would imagine it to be trying.." She replied while stretching to reach a dish in the upper cabinet, managing to get it down without to much trouble. A smile was offered over her shoulder as the lid was removed and the very last of the pot of chicken carbonara was emptied out for him.

Flicking her wrist to try and dislodge the few peas and noodles sticking to the wooden serving spoon stubbornly, she only ended up with a carrot stuck to her cheek; quickly wiped off and the spoon relinquished to the sink. "I don't know about the rest, but I can take care of the famished part.." The dish was offered then to Seith, "I think we're out of bread though, sorry."

[thegooseguy]

"Who needs bread," Seith grinned at her, a bit of his old twinkle returning. "You're like my knight-ess in shining armor. First you save my livelihood, then you feed me. What more could a bloke ask for?"

The chicken carbonara smelled amazing and, until he'd been offered the plate, Seith had no idea just how hungry he'd been. Not wasting any time, he tucked in immediately, pausing to exclaim, mouth half-full, "Oh, this is heavenly luv."

[giftapfel]

"Don't blaspheme, sir, bread is what makes the world go around.." Edie cringed at the thought of the Atkin's Diet, regardless as he thanked her she found herself smiling brightly. "Tea or Hot Chocolate?"

Edie wasn't necessarily vain, but when she started it was hard to make her stop. Scrubbing out the pot and spoon while he ate, that smile just seemed to continue to grow until it seemed that her face was going to break. When one spent a large sum of time around critical chefs, such praise and was infectious. She was quite happy to see him enjoying it, turning for a moment to let out a soft laugh, trying to hide her growing blush. "I'm happy you like it."

[thegooseguy]

"You have cocoa?" Seith perked up immediately, "I haven't had cocoa in years." Clearly that was all the answer he needed to give on his choice of beverages.

"Where did you learn to cook like this," he asked, changing the subject, "And if you're going to be sticking around, I'm going to have to start visiting New York more often." He took another bite, savoring the taste. Fortunately for Edie, not only was it good, but Seith was quite fond of Italian food.

[giftapfel]

"I have cream left over from the pasta and chocolate...I take it you'd like some?" She couldn't help but feel a little bit of pride welling up in her. Hell this man was wonderful for her ego. She was already sweeping the kitchen a second time, speaking from within a cupboard as she gathered the ingredients for his hot chocolate. "Books, Television, School, Experimentation.." It was all said with a happy grin, as her arms full of spices and chocolate were dumped onto the counter. Dipping down to pick up the escaped chipotle pepper.

As he mentioned visiting more often a slightly flirtatious smile soon enough replaced the more serene one she'd previously held. "I'm a New York girl through and through..I don't see why anyone would ever find reason to move elsewhere, we have beaches on the Island, and forests and nature upstate, and the best city in the world.." Alright, so her world travels were indeed few and far between; in fact Edie had only ever been to Italy, but she stood by her word until she was proven otherwise.

[thegooseguy]

"Well, whatever you're doing it works well," Seith grinned and took another bite, "And yes, I would love some cocoa." It made sense she'd had some sort of training. The dish was too good for not to. Still he wondered why she was working as a housekeeper when she could be working toward becoming a chef. The question went unasked, however, in light of Edie's next comment.

"Oh, luv, you've never seen the beaches of the Gower Peninsula or the hills of Gwynedd," he replied, suddenly serious. "There's no land more beautiful in the world." Seith, smiled faintly, an almost dreamy expression in his eyes. Even if the sneaking remnants of his original Tale personality hadn't predisposed him for a love of pastoral settings, Seith was a Welshman through and through and had great pride in the land of his birth.

[giftapfel]

"Thank you, dear. You're welcome on my doorstep anytime you find yourself in need of a good meal." She gathered the cream from the refridgerator and the saucier and moved back to the stove.

"I admit I have not, funding unfortunately limits my ability to travel as much as I would like to, but perhaps after this semester when I graduate I will have the funding to see outside of my own small little world."

Edie was already working on the pot for him as he ate, adding the remainder of the cream and then the chocolate, she worked more like a painter than a chef following the recipe, adding chipotle and nutmeg bit by bit, as if mixing the colours of a pallette, tasting often as she went along and reworking wherever there was a dull spot in need of salt or cinnamon.

"You must admit though, there is no place in the world like New York."

[thegooseguy]

"New York is unique," Seith admitted, "But then so's London, Paris, Tokyo, Amsterdam... I could go on." He smiled, to show he wasn't lecturing her, "Like you said, maybe when you get the chance you'll be able to travel and see everything that's out there."

One of the best parts of Seith's job was the ability to travel all over the world, usually on a client's dime. Locational shoots were still very popular among the marketing crowd and Seith's reputation was such that he usually could pick and choose his projects, and their destinations.

[giftapfel]

"I will get the chance, hopefully. I'd like to take a full culinary tour of Europe before marrying myself to a restaurant." Edie mentioned softly, feeling almost silly in her lack of experience outside of the United States, or hell, even outside of New York!

But that was what happened when your parents decided to take second, third, four....twentieth honeymoons without you. You didn't really get out much. Raising the wooden spoon to her lips, Edie sampled the cocoa another time, the deep rich looking liquid coating the spoon as he eyebrow raised in thought.

It was like a puzzle, and then finally the note was found and vanilla extract and a bit more salt was added to the mixture, and the heat was turned off.

"Do you take whipped cream on your chocolate? I could whip up some quuckly if you prefer?"

[thegooseguy]

"No, just plain cocoa is fine," Seith nodded. The chocolate smell was deliciously overwhelming. Fortunately he was nearly done with his meal. "So you actually are training to be a chef. I was wondering..." he let the thought trail off. "Well, hopefully you will get the chance to travel. I think everyone should."

[giftapfel]

"I'm already trained to be a chef, I've just finished with bread making..and I finish pastry this next session and then I am done. I wanted to have everything under control in order to have a bit of heft over the competition." Stirring it one last time, Edie went searching for a mug for him, pushing herself up so that her knees rested on the counter so she could rummage through the back of the cupboard. "I agree, it's just a matter of cost."