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[Despite the troubling and traumatic events that occurred but a week ago, it seems like the city's foreign residents have mostly picked up where they left off. This particular Vessalius is no exception, although it might seem a little strange to some

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[...it's not that Gilbert has a sixth sense for what is going on in his kitchen, or for when there is a blonde noble or two in danger of lighting themselves on fire.

It's just that certain things make a commotion, even a small one, and he can hear. So perhaps it's just a little warily that he's peeking around the corner into the kitchen and blinking. Oh. Hmm. Ah...

Wait, are those pancakes?] Jack..?

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[Ah, caught in the act! Jack glances over with a sheepish wave.]

Oh, Gilbert!

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[Gilbert blinks again, looking more than a little uncertain. He lifts a hand to wave back though and steps further into the kitchen.] Trouble with the oven?

[Please refrain from sticking parts of your body in very hot places, Jack. It shaves years off Gilbert's life. Find your humanity. Wait. Oh right. Cooking. Talking.] What are you making?

[Besides a mess. Sob.]

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[How can you be upset at that innocent but eager face?! Jack tilts his head at the oven and then smiles back at Gilbert.]

I'm not quite sure- I thought I had turned it on but it doesn't seem to be heating up. Maybe I didn't put it up high enough?

[And then at the question, he holds up the baking pan proudly.]

Pancakes! ...or at least they were supposed to be. [He looks down in disappointment at the mass that's spread about in the pan.]

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It takes a while. There's actually a little gauge... see the little needle? [Don't ask Gilbert. The technology here still doesn't make sense to him, but that's neither here nor there. He glances at the pancake puddle Jack is holding and smiles a little despite himself.] Well, they're not a loss. The batter looks good.

But they're easier to make in an actual pan. [Truth in advertising.] I'll show you?

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Oh~! [He nods- well so long as it works and he knows what it's there for. But my does he look pleased when Gilbert comments on his pancake batter!]

Isn't this a pan...? [ :3a ] -but then you know what you're doing better than I, so if you would..?

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[...again and again Gilbert finds himself looking at Jack and being convinced he's watching an overactive puppy hoping he's learned his latest trick right. He blinks again though and nods.] Ah well, it is, but specifically that's more a baking sheet -- best for cookies and tarts.

[He pauses for a moment before retrieving an apron from a cabinet. ...what? He's a little prissy. This should surprise no one.] Let's see if we can get most of it back in the bowl with the rest? It'll be easier to ladle out then.

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[He peers back down at it, mouth opening in an 'o' shape.]

Ah, all right then... [Getting to his feet, he carefully carries the pan back to the counter where hurricane Jack had struck earlier.]

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[Gilbert shuts the oven off and then shuts the oven in general. He fishes out a large flat pan and looks over at Jack... and the wake of his earlier destruction.]

So we'll also need a spatula.

Oh... ah. How do you feel about chocolate for breakfast? [He's got some chocolate chips hiding around here somewhere, and that makes pancakes even better.]

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Spatula! Got it! -ah, it's that....flat thing with the handle- yes?

[He's rummaging through a drawer- but *PERK* chocolate?]

Really? Is that allowed? [Not like he didn't sneak cake for breakfast the other day of course!]

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Mm. That's the right one.

[Gilbert can't help but crack a faint smile at the question.] In small doses, I can't imagine why not. We'll toss a few handfuls into the batter. They should melt up nice.

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Oh I like this idea!

[He grins as he steps back over to where Gilbert is, triumphantly holding up the spatula. And trying not to look too eager for chocolate.]

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Good then.

[Gilbert retrieves the little container of chocolate bites from the cabinet, holding them out to Jack. ...really, the blonde does a good job of looking like an eager 6 year old sometimes. Gilbert blinks.] We can stir these in, and I'll show you how to pan cook them.

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[Oh, don't mind if he does! -he'll sneak one in his mouth when Gilbert's not looking (?). And cooking is magical! This is an exciting experience for him!]

Oh, all right. How much should I add?

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[Gilbert will turn a blind eye to sneaking. He hands the container over towards Jack, and he considers.] Hmm. About a cup should be enough, I think. Not too many or they won't hold together.

[He watches Jack carefully. He's on to you, Blondie.]

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[After working off the cover of the container, Jack looks about for a cup.]

Got it! [He shakes some into the cup...and helpfully eats the ones that miss.]