case 12 | multiple choice action!

[bratbeyond]

Scenario A: Inn Kitchen
[Don't ask how or why, but somehow through the magic of politics and sheer scaring the crap out of people, Damian's managed to commandeer the Inn Kitchen for an hour or two to make iftaar for the evening. It's still daylight, so he can't taste or drink the stuff he's making... and it's kind of a problem

Comments

A...of course >.>

[laughafterme]

Oh HEY! [Right behind you!] Whacha cookin'? Can I help? I love cooking, too! What are you doing here anyway? You don't really look like you work here. Are you helping out?

[The questions will not end until Damian answers them ALL.]

[bratbeyond]

[Who let her in? Damian jumps, swerving to face this... really energetic Instructor before slowly nodding.]

I'm making iftaar for tonight... Um, do you like taste-testing?

[laughafterme]

If tar? Why would you wanna eat tar? [If it's tar, she doesn't wanna taste test.]

[bratbeyond]

[Resisting the urge to facepalm...] It means "meal" in Arabic---and it's for breaking my fast this evening. That's all.

[laughafterme]

...so let me get this straight. You're making food to run faster?

[Because...that's what she understands.]

It's a good idea, but don't eat too much or you'll get cramps! And those are never, EVER, fun!

[bratbeyond]

[Explanations don't really work on her, do they? Damian gives her a helpless look before sighing of defeat.]

Okay, okay, I won't. Can you just taste the stuff for me and tell me what it needs? [Offering her the plate of hummus and pita chips now!]

[laughafterme]

[NOPE.]

Oh! Sure! I'm a great taste tester! [Happily takes the plate and dips a chip into hummus. She takes a bites and munched for a while before stopping abruptly. Her face doesn't look so impressed.] Wuh i' dis? [She also refuses to swallow it. Doesn't taste all that good to her!]

[bratbeyond]

... It's hummus. You know, made from chickpeas and olive oil and other good stuff?

[laughafterme]

[She'll just go grab a glass of orange juice and wash all of that down.]

GOOD STUFF?! There's nothing good about tha--Uh...well... [Right, try to be an understanding instructor, Pinkie!] I think you need something more! YEAH! THAT'S IT!

[bratbeyond]

[Eyebrow raise. Maybe he should go find someone else to help out...] Um okay... like more pepper?

[laughafterme]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAACTUALLY...

[And she breaks into a song that has nothing to do with whatever Damian is making.]

[bratbeyond]

[How is THAT supposed to help him?

Head, meet the counter. Repeatedly.]

[laughafterme]

[...it's not, but cupcakes are A LOT yummier than whatever Damien made!]

[bratbeyond]

[The most resigned sigh ever:] Is that all you know how to make? Cupcakes?

[laughafterme]

Huh? Of course not, silly! I can bake cakes, and muffins, and tarts, and ice cream! Homemade ice cream is the BEST! It takes some time, but you REALLY work your arm muscles!

[And she's flexing for you. SEE THOSE MOUNTAINS! They can crush a walnut!]

[bratbeyond]

.... Soooo they're all sweets. Nothing hearty or you know, healthy?