The Subject Was Chilis

[ooeeooahah]

[ There have been better Saturday mornings, even in Mayfield. ]

[ Ilsa reacted to the events in an established pattern, for her - cooking. ]

[ After an early-morning run to the store, when there were only the drones to deal with at the general store, she's been in the kitchen most of the day making comfort food. Lots of it. With varying degrees

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[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe will show up, and being polite, will come by with some home made cookies. Ilsa had been helping him out, after all. Though, he really didn't understand exactly how much food she meant she'd made.]

Whoa... You planning to feed the whole town?

[ooeeooahah]

I, um, had some things to work out.

[ She looks a bit worried, and a little embarrassed. She spots the cookies. ]

Oh, thank you! I didn't have time to bake any cookies.

[ Ilsa's being completely honest, and puts the plat in front of the other desserts. ]

[perfektsymmetry]

That's because you were busy cooking everything else imaginable. I've got to say, it all looks incredible. Um. What's wrong, though? If you don't mind my asking.

[ooeeooahah]

I misread someone this morning, and it caused an argument.

[ She scrubs at her face, ]

I'm not at my best in the mornings. Even when it counts.

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[hardhat_truckie]

(Well, today's the day. Engie spoke with Miss GLaDOS, and she DID say she was coming. Just when is not that clear. But he's going to be there early, bringing with him some home-made chili. He heads up to the door and knocks on it politely.)

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa opens the door, smiling a little. ]

Glad you could make it. I hope you like...

[ She sees the chili he brought an giggles a little. ]

Chili. Come on in.

[ She takes the chili and ushers him into the kitchen. ]

[hardhat_truckie]

(Welp. Look at all the food. But he does feel slightly silly for bringing in more chili.)

I do apologise Doc. I should've let ya know in advance. I just thought it'd be a nice surprise.

[ooeeooahah]

It'll be nice to compare recipes.

[ Allez Cuisine! ]

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[getsciencedone]

[Someone was dragged/persuaded to come her by her stupid fake!husband. GLaDOS has been in a dark mood ever since Chell left and Halloween's chaos didn't help much.

Dare you approach the woman who is glaring at a piece of cake in her hand as though it had personally insulted her intelligence?]

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa has been living dangerously today, why stop now? ]

Not your favorite recipe?

[getsciencedone]

[She didn't hear her walk over so she glances up a little startled. Then frowns. More at being startled then anything else.]

Hardly.

Can I help you with something?

[ooeeooahah]

Just wondering when you were going to set it on fire with your glare.

[ Ilsa shrugs. ]

It might work, considering there is rum in the glaze.

[glowing_science]

[Hi there, next door neighbor!]

You weren't kidding about all the food. What brought this on?

[ooeeooahah]

Augh, I messed up this morning, and I was trying to get in a better frame of mind,

[ She looks over the food. ]

...it took a while.

[glowing_science]

I can see that.

What happened?

[ooeeooahah]

They assigned a new husband here, someone from another house. I am not the sharpest in the morning. So I managed to make him even more uncomforatble and upset.

[ Ilsa looks at the desserts on the counter and chews her bottom lip before going on. ]

I guess I'll have to work something out in three days.

[velesdonnersen]

[Caught between feeling he ought to be not-here at all until she and Egon work things out, and desperate desire to make sure she knows he's still here for her, Tarvek slinks in, ladles up a bowl of the chili, and slithers to a seat at the side of the room, where he will watch people come and go... and eventually start indulging in desserts....]

[ooeeooahah]

[ Seeing that he got the medium-hot Colorado, she circulates by his seat, putting a plate of cornbread and a glass of milk nearby. ]

[velesdonnersen]

[Fortunately he grew up with spicy Hot Paprika/Hot Pepper stews of eastern Europa and the edge of the middle east. He can cope with medium hot. He smiles and lets a finger slip along her wrist without trying to hold her.]

[ooeeooahah]

[ She smiles, grateful that he did come back, and circulates back through the group. ]