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[a_phale]

Wilson had a morning class and then office hours that kept him up at the school till after 1 in the afternoon, so after Aziraphale sat for his own office hours, he got a jump start on the prep work for dinner.

The menu for the evening was five mushroom lasagna, a pear and apple salad, fresh baked rosemary-olive oil bread, and a dessert of

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In the Kitchen

[a_phale]

(For arriving, hanging around, chatting while dinner's being served up, etc.)

Re: In the Kitchen

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Wilson got home and after a brief check in with the angel for a cheek kiss and an ooohhhing and aaaahhhing at the mushrooms and other goodies, then he slipped in to the bedroom to change out of his school coat and tie formal duds.

Coming back into the kitchen in jeans and a button down shirt, one of Aziraphale's, Wilson moved to the counter to start working on the bread.

"Everything looks perfect, lover mine. Did you have an problem getting what was on the list?"

Re: In the Kitchen

[a_phale]

Aziraphale gave the young doctor an 'is that a stupid question or what?' look, but couldn't hold back a smile at his lover's choice of attire.

"Not a bit of trouble, James love. I just hope I've got everything set the way you want it. The fruit salad is all made, by the way, just chilling in the icebox."

As Wilson took over the main part of the cooking, the angel stepped aside and got to work on the caramel topping for his dessert.

Re: In the Kitchen

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Wilson, who had been sort of preoccupied with the food stuffs, finally happened to turn around and get a good look at his Jamies-died lover.

....

A bowl broke as it hit the floor.

"What the fuck?"

Dinner and Plotting

[a_phale]

(For the eating of dinner and plotting of mischief.)

Re: Dinner and Plotting

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Wilson had timed dinner so that their guests wouldn't be waiting around long before food was spread out on the dinning room table. It wasn't in the OMGFORMAL dinning room table eating sense but rather gave them room for making notes on notepads while they also enjoyed their food.

And, well it wasn't as if the dinning room was all that huge after all.

Phale had set the table and there were iced tea glasses as well as room for the wine glasses. Wilson carried the baking dish with the lasagnas out to the table, Aziraphale brought out the salad and the last thing to come out of the oven, all warm and toasty was the bread.

"All right, food is served." Wilson announced, politely pulling out Aly's chair as Phale politely held the chair for Abby.

"Let the plotting of mischief begin."

[ooc: Phale!Mun is afk till 8ishEST but I was thinking we could go Wilson, Aly, Abby, Phale and I'll just mod Phale -phear my modding- till she gets back. This good for everyone? :D]

Re: Dinner and Plotting

[tricksy_spy]

Aly sank into her chair with a smile and nod for Wilson's courtesy.

"This really does look wonderful. Thank you so much," she said then grinned. "And mischief? Surely you jest. We, none of us, are prone to mischief."

[OOC: works for me!]

Re: Dinner and Plotting

[cheerfulgoth]

"Certainly not me." Abby shook her head, smirking.

[ooc:zomg, I am so sorry! First lj hated me, then the computer and finally my brain.]