Communal Kitchen - Cookies!

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:49 am

After her oh so pleasant encounter with Regan Kay makes her way to the little kitchen at the end of the hall to wait for Theresa. Still sniffling she sets up her laptop.

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:51 am

Theresa arrives, setting the bag of dry ingredients on a counter and starting to fish the perishable ingredients out of the fridge. That's when she hears the sniffling. Turning around, she frowns, "Kay, are you alright?" Way to go with the stupid question.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:53 am

"Hey... Y-yeah, I'm fine. Regan's just such a bitch sometimes..."

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:56 am

"No argument from me, but I got the impression that you two were pretty tight," she said, managing to keep her temper in check.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:58 am

"Yeah I dunno what got into her." she sniffs. "She just got super mean when I told her about us."

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:02 am

"Not to dis your friend too much, but she seems to get overly pissy at the drop of a hat." She went back to arranging the ingredients and trying to find utensils to work with.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:06 am

"I guess, but she seemed to be nice to me at least. Now she just started laying into me with stupid stuff that's just not true." Unless you just don't notice anymore!

She puts her laptop aside and goes to help Theresa. "Hey uhm... I don't... you don't think I smell like ocean or anything, do you?"

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:13 am

"Only when you've been in the ocean," Theresa said, looking at her sideways. "Was that what she was going off on you about?"

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:16 am

"Kinda, yeah... She might have phrased it a little differently..."

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:22 am

"Look, she's a ghost, and as cool as that is, it's not like she can really smell stuff. She's just being mean for no reason and that wouldn't be unheard of for her." Though she kept her tone reasonable, Theresa's eyes were far more unreasonable.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:30 am

"You're right. Guess she was just holding back all this time."

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:35 am

"But if she keeps making you cry, I'm going to ghost bust her ass," Theresa teased, although there was that slight edge that made it unclear whether she was entirely joking.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:42 am

"She's just pissy and bitter about being dead."

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:45 am

"I can't blame her too much for being bitter. There seems to also be a great deal of suckage about being a ghost."

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by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:50 am

"Well yeah! But I'm not giving her anymore sympathy if she's gonna act like that."

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:52 am

"Enough about bitter bitchy ghosts then. Show me how this cookie making works."

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 11:06 am

"Right. We have more important things to do." she musters a smile and gets the recipe she printed out.

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 11:42 am

It didn't take long before Theresa had managed to cover her arms in flour to the elbows. "I think I might possibly suck at this," she said, looking at the mess she was making.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 11:47 am

"Hey, making a mess is part of it. The trick is to keep the mess localized." she nods sagely, then carefully pokes Theresa's nose with a flour and dough covered finger.

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 11:53 am

"Ah, localized to me, you mean."

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 11:56 am

"Yeah. I mean you can just hop in the shower, the kitchen we gotta clean up." she chuckles.

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 12:07 pm

Theresa spends a few seconds in a vain, but comical, attempt to lick the dough off her nose.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 12:24 pm

Kay laughs. "Yeah I don't think that's gonna work. It'd be impressive if it did though!"

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 12:25 pm

"Such a shame," she said, reaching up to pick it generally off her nose and pop it in her mouth.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 12:29 pm

"How is it?"

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 1:00 pm

"Needs more chocolate chips I think, otherwise good."

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 1:05 pm

"Handful of chocolate chips, coming right up!" she says mixing a couple more in.

"Alrighty then. Is the oven ready yet?"

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 1:18 pm

About that time, the oven beeped, indicating the preheating was finished. "Sounds like it," Theresa said, moving over to the small sink to wash her hands.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 1:38 pm

"In they go then. Now we just gotta fend off anyone who's drawn in by the smell." she chuckles, putting the tray with the cookies in the oven.

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 1:41 pm

"Fending I can do," she said, finishing washing up her hands and grabbing some of the dirty dishes to wash them.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 1:45 pm

"Cookie defense." she chuckles, grabbing a towel to help dry the dishes.

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 1:54 pm

"Man the cookie stations!" Theresa giggled, handing Kay a bowl to dry.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 1:58 pm

"Aye aye!" she mock-salutes and puts the dried-off bowl on her head.

Slowly delicious cookie smell starts spreading.

by **Calvin Strong** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 5:54 pm

"There... are just way too many jokes to go with. I'm going to let this one slide," Cal said, watching Kay with the bowl on her head from the doorway.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 6:03 pm

"Oh! Eh... hi Cal..." she says awkwardly, taking the bowl off her head and almost dropping it in the process.

by **Calvin Strong** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 6:36 pm

He unslung his backpack. "So... permission to enter the No Man Zone?" Cal asked with a smirk, walking in anyway.

by **Theresa McMasters** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 7:40 pm

"Permission granted," Theresa said, feeling too happy to even think about giving him grief. "How's it going, Cal?"

by **Calvin Strong** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 7:46 pm

"Quiet day. AKA: bored. So time to fix someone's computer before it dies on her and I get Slimer sicced on me or something," he said, heading over to where Kay'd set up her laptop.

by **Kay Haddock** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 7:55 pm

"I'm not siccing Regan on anybody." she mumbles.

by **Calvin Strong** » Thu Mar 07, 2013 8:42 pm

"Don't think you have to," Cal mused, shutting off the computer and turning it over, pulling a screwdriver out of his backpack.

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