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Cedric · 10-24-2013, 04:43 AM

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Originally Posted by Lislchen

What was she...? Olly tilted her head slightly to the side, while watching Schuyler add the eggs. "No, I meant..." ACTUALLY she should have beaten the eggs first. Which Olly would have told her if she hadn't just gone ahead and done her own thing. "...eggs." She gestured towards the bowl, biting her lower lip briefly. "What I actually meant was, eggs, I know how to cook eggs." She looked back up at Schuyler's face, a small grin on her lips. Reaching across Schuyler and the bowl from where she was sitting, Olly took the whisk her friend had been using earlier and placed it in Schuyler's hand. "You should have beaten them first." The eggs. Before adding them.

Now she was gonna have to do it while they were already IN the bowl with the other ingredients. Good luck.

A relative phrase? Oh, sorry, she wasn't an expert in the correct recipe jargon. Also now they couldn't do the thing where they moved aside the flour and other things before adding the liquidy stuff. So mixing it was going to be a lot harder. Good thing Schuyler was the one doing the actual cooking, not her. Yes, very good. Olly was about to give the other girl another order when-

Flour happened. Well, actually Schuyler happened. With flour. Great. Thank you, Schuyler. She sent a half-hearted glare at the other girl which didn't reaaallly come across as one probably, mainly because she was blinking quite frantically to get the flour off her eyelashes. "Don't play with the food, Schuyler." Olly said in her best strict-teacher voice while reaching up to rid her nose of the flour.

Luckily for her Schuyler had used so much of the flour that she only had to touch her own shirt for her hands to be covered with it too. And exactly those flour-covered hands Olly placed on either side of the other girl's face so she had a handprint on both cheeks. Hopefully. You probably had to KNOW it was one to see it but you know. She wasn't an artist and there wasn't anyone there to see it anyway.

Eggs. Yeah. That's what she'd said before. Schuyler lifted an eyebrow over Olly's way. Crazy girl.

Oh..

Oh, wait. She had meant that she could cook eggs. As in she was answering Schuyler's question. But really, in all honesty, that WAS deceiving. Saying 'eggs' right after she'd been throwing out ingredients she needed to mix together. And so here came the deadpanned look from Schuyler. Oh really? She should have beaten the eggs first? "I'm gonna beat you up in a minute." This girl who had the audacity to now hand her a whisk! Now both eyebrows lifted evenly as she looked at the girl. "Fine." The corners of her mouth curled slightly. "I'll whisk it." ....

..Blink. After saying that aloud, she realized - and tried to ignore - how 'I'll whisk it' basically just sounded like 'I'll risk it' with a bad lisp. Whisk, risk, lisp...

She whisked away, though. As best she could. "What's next?" Beating, whisking, beating.

Olly's eyelashes turned to butterfly wings for a second or two when she was ridding them of the airborne flour. And then the strict, adult Olly comment. Let's just say that Schuyler ignored this.... for now. Instead she dumped some milk - her own random amount - into the bowl and whisked some more. Though that flour stunt that she had pulled on Olly did not fly without retaliation. She did expect this, however. So when Olly pressed her floured hands to her cheeks, Schuyler simply grinned against her palms and waited. It would accent the colander chef hat. Somehow.

10-24-2013, 04:43 AM	#125 (permalink)
Cedric DERP Mooncalf Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: Winterfell Posts: 6,734 Hogwarts RPG Name: Samuel Chevalier Graduated x2	Aidella \| King of Confusion \| Brittana \| Forever ACROMANTULA Quote: Originally Posted by Lislchen What was she...? Olly tilted her head slightly to the side, while watching Schuyler add the eggs. "No, I meant..." ACTUALLY she should have beaten the eggs first. Which Olly would have told her if she hadn't just gone ahead and done her own thing. "...eggs." She gestured towards the bowl, biting her lower lip briefly. *"What I actually* meant was, eggs, I know how to cook eggs." She looked back up at Schuyler's face, a small grin on her lips. Reaching across Schuyler and the bowl from where she was sitting, Olly took the whisk her friend had been using earlier and placed it in Schuyler's hand. "You should have beaten them first."** The eggs. Before adding them. Now she was gonna have to do it while they were already IN the bowl with the other ingredients. Good luck. A relative phrase? Oh, sorry, she wasn't an expert in the correct recipe jargon. Also now they couldn't do the thing where they moved aside the flour and other things before adding the liquidy stuff. So mixing it was going to be a lot harder. Good thing Schuyler was the one doing the actual cooking, not her. Yes, very good. Olly was about to give the other girl another order when- Flour happened. Well, actually Schuyler happened. With flour. Great. Thank you, Schuyler. She sent a half-hearted glare at the other girl which didn't reaaallly come across as one probably, mainly because she was blinking quite frantically to get the flour off her eyelashes. "Don't play with the food, Schuyler." Olly said in her best strict-teacher voice while reaching up to rid her nose of the flour. Luckily for her Schuyler had used so much of the flour that she only had to touch her own shirt for her hands to be covered with it too. And exactly those flour-covered hands Olly placed on either side of the other girl's face so she had a handprint on both cheeks. Hopefully. You probably had to KNOW it was one to see it but you know. She wasn't an artist and there wasn't anyone there to see it anyway. Eggs. Yeah. That's what she'd said before. Schuyler lifted an eyebrow over Olly's way. Crazy girl. Oh.. Oh, wait. She had meant that she could cook eggs. As in she was answering Schuyler's question. But really, in all honesty, that WAS deceiving. Saying 'eggs' right after she'd been throwing out ingredients she needed to mix together. And so here came the deadpanned look from Schuyler. Oh really? She should have beaten the eggs first? "*I'm gonna beat you* up in a minute." This girl who had the audacity to now hand her a whisk! Now both eyebrows lifted evenly as she looked at the girl. "Fine." The corners of her mouth curled slightly. "I'll whisk it." .... ..Blink. After saying that aloud, she realized - and tried to ignore - how 'I'll whisk it' basically just sounded like 'I'll risk it' with a bad lisp. Whisk, risk, lisp... She whisked away, though. As best she could. "What's next?**" Beating, whisking, beating. Olly's eyelashes turned to butterfly wings for a second or two when she was ridding them of the airborne flour. And then the strict, adult Olly comment. Let's just say that Schuyler ignored this.... for now. Instead she dumped some milk - her own random amount - into the bowl and whisked some more. Though that flour stunt that she had pulled on Olly did not fly without retaliation. She did expect this, however. So when Olly pressed her floured hands to her cheeks, Schuyler simply grinned against her palms and waited. It would accent the colander chef hat. Somehow. __________________