Second Floor Common Room, Thursday Morning

Oct 26, 2006 09:13

His Pyramid ball had finally been found and stashed away carefully in its proper place in his gym bag in the closet (and he had no idea how the hell it had ended up wedged between two branches of a tree, but he blamed the squirrel that had been running, jumping, climbing trees, and putting on makeup while it was up there). His coffee maker had been fixed, thanks to Teddy. So that was two crises averted.

This? Called for celebration of a low-key sort involving food. Therefore Anders was making pancakes. Not with any intent to steal Pippi's thunder; pancakes were just easy to make, and pretty damn tasty with whipped cream and fruit toppings, both of which he had.

. . . look, it was a good excuse to try out that combination pancake flipper/tongs/whisk doohickey he'd bought off a late-night infomercial, all right? That probably explained the sheer number of pancakes.

[OOC: Yeah, so I've been listening to Eddie Izzard almost nonstop for a week now, okay? I don't think I could stop quoting him now if I tried. Big database-reliant project + glacially slow database == extremely tedious waiting time. Tedious waiting time == very bored me. Therefore, common room == so totally open it's not funny.]

2nd floor common room, belthazor, samuel anders, cindy mackenzie, marty blank

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