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[imperial_ray]

-The vine finds our winged girl in the kitchens at her residence near the Arena. She's got with her a whole counter full of ingredients.-

You know, it's come to my attention that a lot of people here in the Gardens don't actually know how to cook. I think I'm going to do my part to help with that! Today, I want to teach everyone how to make a speciality of mine, one of the first dishes I ever learned to prepare. It's pretty easy, too! It's called potato salad!

-INSERT FAIRLY SIMPLE RECIPE HERE. She demonstrates every last step as well, happily singing to herself inbetween steps. Seriously, it's like she's out of a disney movie. If disney princesses wore sailor suits.-

There! All done! Wasn't that easy?

Comments

[imperial_ray]

And what sort of pizza do you like?

[almost_adopted]

Um... with pineapples.

What about you?

[imperial_ray]

I'd never heard of that before... I usually just take mine with diced tomatoes and basil.

[almost_adopted]

ewwwww you put vegetables on pizza?! Are you dumb or something?

[imperial_ray]

-Now Dizzy, see, Dizzy knows how to deal with kids. And picky eaters.-

Now now. I didn't say you were dumb for putting fruit on your pizza, did I? And besides, I'm not going to make you eat it the way I prefer it. Instead, we're going to learn to make it the way you like it. Does that sound fun?

[almost_adopted]

Pineapple's different.

I guess... ["Does that sound fun," in her experience, rarely leads to fun.]

[imperial_ray]

Wunderbar! Would you like to come help me make it in person?

[almost_adopted]

[She gives this some thought: even in the otherwise wonderful gardens, she's not willing to drop her armor against Stranger Danger]

I guess. Where are you?

[imperial_ray]

I live near the Arena. With Sol and Ky.

[almost_adopted]

[Oh, you hang out with Sol. That's a decent enough endorsement. She runs off, not bothering to close the mirror.]


[After some time- Laura is slightly distractible- she shows at the arena, pestering one of the bears]

[imperial_ray]

-Dizzy spots the commotion from the kitchen window, leaning out.-

I don't think the bears want to help cook.

[almost_adopted]

They shouldn't be hanging around here, then!

[Still, she ceases her harassment and trots to the window.] What's your name, anyway?

[imperial_ray]

My name is Dizzy. What's yours?

[almost_adopted]

That's a dumb name. It makes you sound stupid.

Um... I'm Laura.

[And, despite having just insulted her a few seconds ago:] Where's the door in?

[imperial_ray]

-And despite the question, Dizzy focuses on the insult, looking visibly confused and a tad hurt.-

Do you... do you really think that?

[almost_adopted]

[...you're not supposed to suffer, you're supposed to get annoyed!]

Well... it's not your fault. Sometimes people get stupid names.

You could be Diz or Zee. Then you'd have a cool name!

[imperial_ray]

Well, I'm told it was an informal version of Diza...

[almost_adopted]

That's a lot better name. It sounds pretty.

[imperial_ray]

Mm... Be that as it may, I think I prefer Dizzy. It's... important to me. -It's what her 'grandparents' called her, after all.-

[almost_adopted]

I guess that's okay.

[She spots a door and heads around to join Dizzy in the kitchen.]

Do we need aprons?

[PLEEZ PLEEEEEEEZ APRONS!!!]

[imperial_ray]

Oh definitely. We'll be working with flour and sauces, after all. Here, I've one the right size for you, I think!

[almost_adopted]

[Her face lights up, and she spends a moment revelling in having a cute apron on, including a requisite twirl.]

So what comes first?

[imperial_ray]

First we need to make the dough for the crust. If you can clear a space on the counter, I'll get the ingredients!

[almost_adopted]

We're gonna make the crust?! [SORCERY!]

[She looks at the counter for a moment, then boosts herself onto it and pushes things haphazardly off to one side. There, problem solved!]

[imperial_ray]

-... Not what she'd do, but eh. She gathers up the ingredients and sets them up, detailing what they are and what they're used for as she goes along.-