Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

[likes_chicken]

Hurley wasn't really throwing a 'party', per se. If it was a party, it'd be a 'let's stay inside and away from the creepy monsters' party. But really, it was just Hurley making waffles in the fifth floor common room, with the TV showing some roller derby movieHe'd happily give waffles to anyone. Waffles were best shared, after all. And on a week

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[likethestore]

After the afternoon she'd had, K-Mart needed the company of people and not dinosaurs, poo-slinging monkey-ponies, or mad scientists.

Therefore, she was prowling the common rooms. Because while you got the occasional argument in which the students resembled poo-flinging monkeys, she was totally and completely safe.

"Dude!" she called with a weary look on her face.

[likes_chicken]

"Dude?" Hurley said, turning to her. He'd just closed the waffle iron on a fresh waffle. "...you don't look so good, K-Mart. What's up?"

[likethestore]

"Fucking crazy scientist dude's holed up in a friggin' warehouse in town." She flopped down onto a couch. "I mean, seriously. What the hell?"

[likes_chicken]

"That sounds like a bad episode of Expose," Hurley said, stepping over to be able to talk to her better. "But I'm guessing it's like... evil dude behind the fog or something?"

[likethestore]

"Since there were a bunch of dinosaurs and monkey pony things in the warehouse with him, I'd have to go with yes."

[likes_chicken]

"...Monkey pony things," Hurley repeated. He'd not been paying enough attention to the news reports. "Man, I swear, that's a new... something for this place."

He shook his head. "You want a waffle? Or whipped cream straight from the can?"

[likethestore]

She held out a hand. "Can."

[likes_chicken]

Hurley went and grabbed the can, bringing it back over and handing it to her. "Good plan. Why dress up the sugar rush, right?"

"Glad you're safe, though. Plus sounds like you found out something super important."

[likethestore]

"You better have another one of these," she said, holding the can up. "Because I am so not giving this back. And sure I did, if by 'something important' you mean 'actual visual confirmation that this dipshit is the guy the researchy people thought it was'."

[likes_chicken]

"And you know where he is, too," Hurley said. "And... don't think other people are coming for waffles, so I don't need another. Have it all. You've earned it."

[likethestore]

"You're so good to me," she said with a grin. "Man, I haven't had this stuff out of the can in years."

[likes_chicken]

Hurley chuckled. "It's rich creamy goodness," he said.

There was a slight pause.

"That sounds kinda dirty."