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"Not a fan of Ancient Runes." she chuckled quietly, nodding her head slightly as she shrugged her shoulders again. Well, it was a class you either liked or hated. There really wasn't an inbetween there. However, the mention of the subjects he did like, somewhat surprised her...honestly. "Potions? Really?"
Alright, so it was pretty much the easiest class in the school, but most kids didn't like it considering who the professor was. Evelyn on the other hand, was just starting to enjoy it again. "Herbology I can understand but, Professor Lafay doesn't make potions unbearable for you or anything?"
Feeling a bit more at ease with the conversation, his presence, and the fact that she might be eating what he was cooking in the very near future, the Slytherin girl watched as he got too glasses down, not having realized that the kettle was whistling until now. Oh, it was done! Having finally noticed that he had brought out two cups, she was just about to open her mouth to tell him she so was not sharing any when she noticed that he had gotten another tea bag instead. Well, okay then. Taking a spoon full of tea leaves from her container, she swirled them around gently in the hot water, watching the clear liquid turn from clear to a light warm honey brown.
"No allergies." she said, tapping the spoon ever so slightly on the top of the class to let any of the tea fall from the spoon and back into the cup. "And whatever you think will make it the best omelet ever." It better be the best omelet she had too. Omelets were not foreign to her unlike the food Patroclus had her try.
Dozer gave her a genuine smile at her questioning tone. It was the first one he had cracked in a while and it showed off his dimples. Gray eyes shining he nodded his head and laughed a little.
"Professor Lafay can be a little difficult to deal with but I like potions too much to let it bother me. Most of the time I just tune her out anyway."
He gave a shrug like his lack of attention in class was the most normal thing in the world. He was positive that there were other students that did the same thing.
"So what about you? What are your favorite classes?" He gave her a mock stern look and pointed his spatula at her menacingly.
"And if you say charms it better not be because of the instructor." He lightened the tease with a wink and went back to his cooking.
No food allergies was a good thing, it meant there was nothing to hinder he palate.
"Well, then I shall endeavor to cook the best omelet you have ever had." With quick, practiced, measured movements Dozer poured half of the eggs into a skillet and then added bell pepper, tomatoe, onions, ham, and mushrooms. Then he spoon a little bit of minched garlic and topped the whole thing off with a bit of salt.
Letting the egg cook some before he folded it over, Dozer checked on the taters which were coming alone nicely. Taking out several pieces of bread he popped them into the toaster.
"Is there anything else you like to go along with your omelet?" Toast and potatoes were pretty much a given in his family but she might have other preferences.