It's Suppertime, yeah it's suppertime. Oh, it's sup-sup suppertime.
Abby's good mood had mostly gone back down to her normal state of cheerfulness, although she still had random urges to hug people. Well, more random urges to hug people. Luckily no one really minded being hugged, but why would they? Hugs were good. And neither Eostre nor Greg had shown any indications of minding the extra kisses they'd both gotten over the course of the last week. Tony was still staying with her and still snoring and still making occasional dark references to the six months he'd lived and she hadn't. She was going to have to sit him down and get him to explain those six months, and probably soon before she went totally nuts from the suspense.
Today, the weather was kinda cloudy and sorta rainy, so she thought warm hearty food was in order. She roasted some chicken-like fowl in the oven with some cut up veggies and a few herbs, then while that was cooling used the residual heat of the oven to warm some bread through. Then she made some fruit salad and brewed her usual strength of coffee along with getting out some juice and what seemed like cider.
Hmm. Greg was still in the lab working on his latest attempt at an analgesic. She poured a big mug of coffee for him (no cream or sugar) and left the kitchen, leaving the dishes of food on the counter along with plates and utensils. Hopefully anyone who came in while she was gone would figure out what they were supposed to do.
[OOC: Choose your own adventure. Tag Abby in the kitchen or assume she's in the lab and tag each other. Alternately, find her somewhere in between the lab and the kitchen, or even in the lab if you want. I am posting this early because I am going bowling later, so I will pick up tags when I get back from getting my ass kicked by my cousins.]
Today, the weather was kinda cloudy and sorta rainy, so she thought warm hearty food was in order. She roasted some chicken-like fowl in the oven with some cut up veggies and a few herbs, then while that was cooling used the residual heat of the oven to warm some bread through. Then she made some fruit salad and brewed her usual strength of coffee along with getting out some juice and what seemed like cider.
Hmm. Greg was still in the lab working on his latest attempt at an analgesic. She poured a big mug of coffee for him (no cream or sugar) and left the kitchen, leaving the dishes of food on the counter along with plates and utensils. Hopefully anyone who came in while she was gone would figure out what they were supposed to do.
[OOC: Choose your own adventure. Tag Abby in the kitchen or assume she's in the lab and tag each other. Alternately, find her somewhere in between the lab and the kitchen, or even in the lab if you want. I am posting this early because I am going bowling later, so I will pick up tags when I get back from getting my ass kicked by my cousins.]