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Cassirin 
"I guess it doesn't have to be cheese," Phoebe murmured under her breath, but she was willing to draw in the milk and measuring cup and get to working on it. She could measure all day, especially these very non-disgusting ingredients. Food ingredients.
"But I really hope that it is. How'd you keep from flattening your hair with your goggles? It's still so big," Phoebe only just managed to refrain from touching the hair with her now clean hands, but it was SO tempting. She set the measured milk to the side. "Look, a wild Cece. Hi, Ceeeece. You do the warm water stuff, Flynny?" She was already reaching for that salt.
Honestly honestly honestly, even if he somehow made (brewed!? Huh. Whodathunk) the best cheese in the world, Flynn wouldn't be eating it. So it made sense to work with one of his best friends, especially once like Phoebe who would possibly even eat it if it was disgusting, as long as someone dared her to.
His mind wandered again immediately after that thought, so it was a good thing that Phoebe had a question for him, even if it took a moment to process it. His hair? He looked up as though he would be able to see the top of his head somehow and then glanced down at Phoebe (she had shrunk even more recently, did she know?).
"I think its on account of I don't have hair on my eyes." He said, though said eyes weren't twinkling as much as they might usually have done to accompany that brand of gentle teasing.
Flynn was still distracted, though he had begun measuring out the two lots of warm water - 100mls for the citric acid, and 10mls for the....
Wait a second. His hand went up gracefully.
"Mr Truebridge, what
is rennet? Can you stick it in any non-cheese potions?" Had he missed a whole discussion on this topic already? HE was definitely missing the instructions that were coming fast now.
And...... his mind was drawing blanks when it came to suggesting spells, so he found himself half nodding along to Claudine's suggestion. Sounded legit to him.