Room 312; Sunday Afternoon [ 03/29 ].

[senor_chado]

It was Sunday, so there might have been some sleeping in, which meant there was a little bit of a delay on the lunch for Dinah for the cheerleading auction, but better late than really late! Dinah had mentioned wanting something spicy and maybe Japanese, so Chad thought curry would be a good direction to go. Not really Japanese, but who cared? It

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[blondecanary]

Dinah got back from going to the library, and put her haul down on her desk, then sniffed the air, gleeful. "Ooooo! Yummy smells!"

[senor_chado]

"Hopefully yummy tastes, too," Chad said, carefully straightening the chopsticks on one side of the table (there were forks and spoons, too), and then gesturing for Dinah to come join him. The set-up was very fancy; he figured for sixty-five bucks, it better damn well be. "It's all ready."

[blondecanary]

"It looks amazing too," Dinah told him, slipping out of her shoes, and then carefully folding herself down to sit at the low table, picking up the chopsticks and clicking them together, mouth already watering. "You really went all out."

Camille came out from her napping place, and sniffed at the corner of the table, looking hopeful.

[senor_chado]

Chad just eyed the sniffing little fuzzball duchess for a moment and warned her, "Curry is not kitty food."

His attention shifted to his...er...roomdate, and managed to not comment about how, at sixty-five bucks...

"Thanks," he said, instead. "I like cooking."