Carter happily retrieved the chips and salsa when Destiny said it was alright to get it. He even remembered to grab a drink this time! He returned back to their kitchen space just in time for Destiny to say that the sneezes where floating (and it kind of looked like sneezes floating too!). He watched as she served the sneezes up with more on her plate. He didn't mind though. He had chips and salsa, which he set on the counter so he could take the plate Destiny served up.

Then he felt himself being pulled down. Soon he found himself sitting on the ground next to Destiny with sneezes in one hand and his drink in the other. He took a bite of his sneezes and then noticed why they were on the ground. Evelyn and Patroclus were there. With churros!

"Why couldn't we have made churros?" he whispered to Destiny.

At least he still had chips and salsa.

......

Which he left on the counter.

Continuing to observe the steps he took to prepare the meal, Evelyn was a little impressed with all the magic he used while cooking. It'd probably take twice as long for her if she used magic to cook.

Everything was looking rather good though. And it smelled...wonderful! Why didn't they cook this stuff at home? Although, she didn't know what it tasted like, so there was probably a reason they didn't eat this food at home. Unless, her parents just didn't know about it? Turning her attention back to Patroclus when he mentioned it was time to cook the dessert, Evelyn bounced a little on the counter, having been waiting to see what this churio thing was.

Hearing a rustling more towards the front of the kitchen place, Evelyn turned her head to see what the noise was behind her, but she saw nothing. Except...some chips and salsa that supposedly no one decided to eat or to clean up. Huh. Shrugging her shoulders, the Slytherin turned her attention back to Patroclus as he was frying up...something. The dough? Seeing the dough start to create a golden brown color, Evelyn's stomach grumbled once more, making her wince at the sound. Eesh. Hopefully the sizzling and everything else was loud enough to cover up the sound.

After awhile, the hazel eyes Slytherin started to swing her legs slightly impatiently. Cooking with magic may be fun to watch, but it still didn't make anything go any faster! Unless it did and she was just too hungry. But, FINALLY, he said it was ready to eat. "Finally." she mumbled, jumping off the counter and looking at the dishes. They all looked, weird.

"Umm..." which to try first again? "You try it first." Hehe. No poisons for her. Nope nope.

Destiny was grateful that Carter knew the meaning behind the 'shhh'. He even whispered instead of..talking normal. She was mighty proud of him. So proud in fact, she gave him a gentle pat on the back and a thumbs up. "The reason we didn't make cheerios is because I have no idea what they are!" she whispered back, never taking her eyes off Evelyn and the Lawson minion.

And besides, if Carter wanted cheerios, he could have suggested them. They could have had them at the ball!

Taking a forkful of the noodles on her plate, she glanced over to Carter than up to the counter, "You left your chips up there by the way."

Stating the obvious, that's all.

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Continuing to observe the steps he took to prepare the meal, Evelyn was a little impressed with all the magic he used while cooking. It'd probably take twice as long for her if she used magic to cook.

Everything was looking rather good though. And it smelled...wonderful! Why didn't they cook this stuff at home? Although, she didn't know what it tasted like, so there was probably a reason they didn't eat this food at home. Unless, her parents just didn't know about it? Turning her attention back to Patroclus when he mentioned it was time to cook the dessert, Evelyn bounced a little on the counter, having been waiting to see what this churio thing was.

Hearing a rustling more towards the front of the kitchen place, Evelyn turned her head to see what the noise was behind her, but she saw nothing. Except...some chips and salsa that supposedly no one decided to eat or to clean up. Huh. Shrugging her shoulders, the Slytherin turned her attention back to Patroclus as he was frying up...something. The dough? Seeing the dough start to create a golden brown color, Evelyn's stomach grumbled once more, making her wince at the sound. Eesh. Hopefully the sizzling and everything else was loud enough to cover up the sound.

After awhile, the hazel eyes Slytherin started to swing her legs slightly impatiently. Cooking with magic may be fun to watch, but it still didn't make anything go any faster! Unless it did and she was just too hungry. But, FINALLY, he said it was ready to eat. "Finally." she mumbled, jumping off the counter and looking at the dishes. They all looked, weird.

"Umm..." which to try first again? "You try it first." Hehe. No poisons for her. Nope nope.

Patroclus had to laugh, “You still don’t trust me! I made it before your hazel eyes,” he blushed slightly at he mentioned the colour, “But if it will make you feel better, Here goes!” He was more than happy to eat, however he felt rude. He was a gentleman and in his book Ladies should always eat first, and also she was starving after having not eaten all day, but as he said before Evelyn’s wish was his command.

Patroclus, quickly washed his hands under the tap, cleanliness is next to Godric-ness he like to think, and then first with the entrée, picked up a large chip covered in salsa and cheese and took a bite. CruncH cRUNCh. Even he was impressed, “Mmm Mmm Mmmmm, So good!” But then again Mexican Nachos were always good! "So will you try something now?” he was really nervous, and Evelyn’s concerns were only adding to his stress, he hoped she was impressed.

Hearing Churros mentioned elsewhere, he turned to see another Slytherin and Gryffindor pairing, it was Carter and Destiny. A little embarrassed he had not noticed them before, as he tried to show off to Evelyn, he tried to see what they were making, but Patroclus could not make it out.

"I know." Carter whispered sadly. "What are the chances they wouldn't notice if I grabbed it really quick?" he asked.

If she said they weren't good he'd leave them. Yes, he'd sacrifice his chips for her. Why? Because she was Marie's friend and he wasn't going to do anything to upset her friends.

And he was also kind of comfortable on the floor eating sneezes with Destiny. And getting up would just ruin that.

"So what do you think they're doing?" he whispered to her. Hopefully they wouldn't be caught anytime soon. He'd have to think of an excuse.

Hmmm...

He could be teaching her the muggle way to tell secrets. Yes! That'll work.

Hopefully that would not be a question on the next muggle studies exam... because if it was he'd single-handedly cause part of the class to miss that question.

But Professor Lawson would probably get a laugh out of it. And if not, Carter sure would.

"Do you think you can be fast enough?" Destiny asked looking from Carter to the chips then back to Carter. "I know you play Quidditch, but you are NO seeker!"

That meant he was slow.

If Carter was a seeker though, he could reach up and grab the things in a blink of an eye. He could be so fast that Destiny, even sitting RIGHT next to him wouldn't be able to see him. "You can try to get them, but if we get caught, you are doing all the talking." Not because she would have nothing to say, but because her face would be stuffed with Spatzle.

As to what the Slytherin and Gryffindor were doing, Destiny looked over to them, then back to Carter. "Looks like they are playing exploding snap." she whispered, then shoved another forkful of food into her mouth.

Exploding snap in a charmed kitchen made PERFECT sense..

..to Destiny anyway.

Carter looked up at the bottom of the counter. Ehh... not worth it. They'd still be there when they got caught. Which they would. They couldn't not get caught. It just didn't seem possible in his mind.

"Oh, don't worry. I have the perfect excuse as to why we're under this table." he whispered to her. That is, if Destiny didn't ruin it by asking if this was really how muggles told each other secrets when they were caught. Which again, he knew they would be. He was pretty sure catching people under tables was part of pureblood training. And Evelyn and Patroclus were purebloods. And hiding under a counter was pretty much the same as hiding under a table.

"They are not playing exploding snap Destiny." he whispered to her. "If they were we'd hear explosions... and see cards. Neither of which are happening. And why would they be playing exploding snap in the kitchens... with the most delicious looking food I've seen since the committee meeting got out?" Yeah! Try explaining that one Destiny!

He looked down at his German sneezes and then over at their churros. "You think they'd notice if I accio'd one of those over here?" he asked her. Maybe he'd even share his spoils with her. If she was nice that is.

ooc: hehe, Carter and Destiny are under a counter. Out of sight. For now.

Smirking, trying to seem like her normal self in situations like this about 'trust' and such, Evelyn just couldn't keep it up any longer and let out a small giggle. He blushed! Hehe. Woah. She really was a Huffie Puff this year. That needed to change!

Watching him walk over to the sink, Evelyn's ears picked up something that did not sound like it should be here in the room at the moment. Turning her head slightly to the right, as if looking at the rest of the room, however it was only so she was able to hear the noise better. And there was definitely noise. Quiet, soft noise, but still...it was there. And it shouldn't have been.

Scratching her hand, the Slytherin sneakily maneuvered her wand so she had the handle in her hand as Patroclus came back over from the sink. Evelyn did not like suspicious things, and this was suspicious. She didn't know if the Gryffindor was up to something, or there was something that shouldn't be in here, but she wanted to be prepared. With an innocent and amused expression, she watched Patroclus go for the nachos first, and she waited for any poisons to take affect. No. Nothing. Nothing but...food goodness.

Good, because she was starving. Hesitantly, she raised her non-wand arm to the nachos first, taking one of the chips that didn't have all that much on it before looking at the Gryffindor. Well here goes nothing. Taking a bite out of her, she leaned over the table in case any bits and pieces fell off and slowly chewed it. Well, it wasn't all that bad. It was...different, that was for sure.

"It's good." she nodded, finishing off the chip and glancing around to the other side of the room. Yea, she'd be keeping her eyes and ears open from now on. Taking another chip, not being able to resist since her stomach was protesting from the lack of food, she swore she heard something about...cards?

What in the world????

Well, it was a good thing Carter was prepared for their capture, since Destiny had NO excuses at the moment. The only excuses she knew that honestly worked were the ones she used at home. Who ate the chocolate cake, Destiny? her mother would ask, and everytime she would answer with the same four words. The sheep did it.

Too bad those sheep weren't here now.

Scoffing as Carter said Evelyn and the minion were not playing exploding snap, she turned to see if she could get a better look. Nothing. She couldn't see what they were doing since they had their backs towards her and Carter. "How do you know for sure?" she whispered back, turning to glaaare at him, "They could be playing a very quiet game. This is a charmed kitchen in case you had forgotten." She resisted the urge to poke him in the chest for his forgetfulness. "They could have used charms to quiet the game down." Gah! Were boys always so..stupid!?

She raised an eyebrow as he said 'the delicious food'. The only thing that looked delicious in the room was the plate of Spatzle sitting on her lap.

Which she had almost finished.

"A cheerio flying off the plate? Yeah, I'd think they'd notice." she whispered, straining her neck a bit to get a closer look at Evelyn and her new B.F.F. As her eyes sloooooowly appeared from over the counter they were hiding under, Evelyn just so happened to glance around the room. Ducking down quickly, Destiny slapped her hand over Carter's mouth to keep him from talking. "Shhh!"

If they got caught, it was all Carter's fault.

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ooc: hehe, Carter and Destiny are under a counter. Out of sight. For now.

Smirking, trying to seem like her normal self in situations like this about 'trust' and such, Evelyn just couldn't keep it up any longer and let out a small giggle. He blushed! Hehe. Woah. She really was a Huffie Puff this year. That needed to change!

Watching him walk over to the sink, Evelyn's ears picked up something that did not sound like it should be here in the room at the moment. Turning her head slightly to the right, as if looking at the rest of the room, however it was only so she was able to hear the noise better. And there was definitely noise. Quiet, soft noise, but still...it was there. And it shouldn't have been.

Scratching her hand, the Slytherin sneakily maneuvered her wand so she had the handle in her hand as Patroclus came back over from the sink. Evelyn did not like suspicious things, and this was suspicious. She didn't know if the Gryffindor was up to something, or there was something that shouldn't be in here, but she wanted to be prepared. With an innocent and amused expression, she watched Patroclus go for the nachos first, and she waited for any poisons to take affect. No. Nothing. Nothing but...food goodness.

Good, because she was starving. Hesitantly, she raised her non-wand arm to the nachos first, taking one of the chips that didn't have all that much on it before looking at the Gryffindor. Well here goes nothing. Taking a bite out of her, she leaned over the table in case any bits and pieces fell off and slowly chewed it. Well, it wasn't all that bad. It was...different, that was for sure.

"It's good." she nodded, finishing off the chip and glancing around to the other side of the room. Yea, she'd be keeping her eyes and ears open from now on. Taking another chip, not being able to resist since her stomach was protesting from the lack of food, she swore she heard something about...cards?

What in the world????

“You like?” Patroclus smiled expectantly, it would be a disaster if she hated it. “The flavours may take some time to get use to, but I will make a Mex fan out of you yet.” Jumping up so he was sitting on the work bench, Patroclus took another large scoop of Nachos and munched away. He was in heaven, Good Food, Great Company, what more could he ask for! Thinking on it, he thought of something…….a drink!

Patroclus slyly kept his eyes on Evelyn. He wanted to make sure, she was having as much fun as him. However something caught his attention, a small whispering noise. ‘Ewww Rats?’ He thought to himself. But as Burrito time began to come closer, he pushed the noise from his thoughts! “I wonder if there is anything to drink in the fridge?” he smiled as he slid from the bench and beckoned Evelyn to follow him.

Nodding, finding it slightly weird that he asked that even though she just said it was good, the Slytherin took another chip that seemed to have broken in half and popped that into her mouth. "Mmhmm." Just to make sure he didn't get it the first time, Evelyn agreed with him a second time. Yup, she liked it. It was still different though and probably not something she'd be eating everyday. But it was still good.

About to take another chip, she stopped at his suggestion of finding drinks. Shrugging her shoulders, the Slytherin smirked before taking another chip and following him to the fridge. She did not forget about the noises before, and something about cards which would indicate it being voices, which was why now, with Patroclus's back turned, she took out her wand and held it slightly behind her back. "Anything besides Pumpkin juice. I'm not a fan of it." Evelyn said, glancing under the tables as they passed by.

That is, until she tripped over her own two feet. Then she stopped and started paying attention to where she was going.

Carter was going to retaliate with the most brilliant and clever comeback ever, but all that came out was a mummbled, "Maanaaa baddamaa kaa..." due to Destiny's hand being in the way. He was seriously tempted to lick it. But... he knew that wouldn't go over so well. Annddd he really didn't want both Evelyn and Destiny mad at him at the same time when he had no escape.

Finally yanking free of Destiny's hand he peeked around the corner. He wanted to ask if Destiny had a mirror to make things easier, but she told him to 'shhhh!'. He saw Evelyn began glancing under tables.

He looked around for an escape. What were the chances they could fit inside a stove? They were enchanted, right? Destiny seemed to think that that meant everything was enchanted.

Looking around he decided the best option would be to stay a step in front of Evelyn. He quickly gobbled down the rest of his sneezes and pointed toward the next kitchen station. He then began crawling away from the direction where Evelyn was coming. Maybe if they got far enough away she'd give up looking.

One thing was certain though. Purebloods were trained to catch people under counters.

Ooo!

Destiny nodded as Carter pointed to another kitchen station. They were going to escape all secret-spy like. She could SO do this! She had watched the muggle box and saw them people do it. If muggles could do it, she could, too!

Placing her now much empty plate on the floor, since there would be NOTHING suspicious about that, she peeked around corners to make sure Evelyn or the minion boy weren't looking. Good, they were still playing their very quiet game of exploding snap. Or would it be NON-exploding snap? Heh.

Lying flat on her belly, Destiny waited for the right time to go..which was when Evelyn had tripped over her own two feet. A few snickers escaped her mouth, but her friend didn't have super hearing. Or did she? Destiny never asked.. She gestured Carter onward with her hand even though he wasn't looking at her. If he was as good of a spy like the muggles on the muggle box, he would know she gestured towards him.

Using only her elbows, Destiny slithered across the floor towards Carter and closer to their ESCAPE.

'Twas a good thing this was not a carpeted kitchen.

Carter continued crawling along the floor until he came to a huge cabinet.

Hmmmm.......................

He looked around shifty like and then looked back to Destiny. He pointed to the cabinet.

"Should we hide here?" he mouthed to her. And then they could spy through the crack in the cabinets. (And they could also eat whatever was in it! Best. Idea. EVER.)

This using your elbows to pull yourself was not working out so well.

It was actually quite painful.

Sure, the floor was all tiled and stuff, but it didn't help her upper arms from hurting. She was sooo going to feel this in the morning. As Carter decided to be RUDE and stop without any type of warning whatsoever, Destiny almost, and I mean almoooost crashed into him. "Give me some warning, will you?" she whispered as she watched him point to a random cabinet. What was in there?

Not knowing what he was mouthing, she had a BRILLIANT idea. The most BRILLIANT idea she had ever come up with. She opened the cabinet and started to forcefully push Carter inside. When he was almost in, she wasn't going to do ALL the work, Destiny climbed inside with..the half of him that was in there. No one would DARE look inside a CABINET.

"Hand me those crackers!"

Apparently the answer was yes because soon Carter was being forcefully shoved into the cabinet. He climbed the rest of the way in and slowly and quietly began closing the door. He left the smallest slit open so they could still see out of it. He fidgeted around until he found a position that was not extremely uncomfortable.

What had he gotten himself into?

He reached over and grabbed a handful of crackers before handing the rest to Destiny.

So maybe his idea wasn't so great. But they did get dinner and a show. If you would call a handful of crackers dinner and spying on two of your friends a show.

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Nodding, finding it slightly weird that he asked that even though she just said it was good, the Slytherin took another chip that seemed to have broken in half and popped that into her mouth. "Mmhmm." Just to make sure he didn't get it the first time, Evelyn agreed with him a second time. Yup, she liked it. It was still different though and probably not something she'd be eating everyday. But it was still good.

About to take another chip, she stopped at his suggestion of finding drinks. Shrugging her shoulders, the Slytherin smirked before taking another chip and following him to the fridge. She did not forget about the noises before, and something about cards which would indicate it being voices, which was why now, with Patroclus's back turned, she took out her wand and held it slightly behind her back. "Anything besides Pumpkin juice. I'm not a fan of it." Evelyn said, glancing under the tables as they passed by.

That is, until she tripped over her own two feet. Then she stopped and started paying attention to where she was going.

"Good I wanted to make sure you weren't just being nice, and trying not to hurt my feelings," Patroclus smiled, as a huge weight was lifted from his shoulders, but where was that drink.

He pullled open the fridge door, Patroclus, called over to Evelyn, "Me either, Pumpkin juice is chastly! I like something with more fizzle and pop!" and there it was, two icy cold glass bottles of CokeCola, pefect he mutterd to himself. As he turned to give a bottle to his dining partner, he saw her falling and landing smack bang, on the ground. "EVELYN!" Patroclus cried as he nearly dropped the bottles, catching them just in time, and placing them on a shelf. He jumped to his knees and slide to her side, "Are you OK? That must have hurt!" He wanted to place a hand on her arm and help her up, but he was still unsure as to whether or not she like him enough to let him enter her personal space. It was a quirky trait that she had, but Patroclus found it quite charming.

Landing on her knees and hands, Evelyn stayed in that position for a moment, shocked, before moving to sit down properly. Well, that didn't go so well or as planned. At least she wasn't holding anything in her han-

Omg! Her wand! Where was her wand!? It must've flown from her hand when she tripped! Not being able to have a chance to look for it however, her gaze was suddenly filled with the image of Patroclus' face. "What?" she asked in a confused tone before realizing that she was indeed on the ground and that she may have been hurt. "Oh, no, I'm fine. Really." Smiling to confirm her words, and barely noticing how close her was, she maneuvered herself so she was able to stand up on her own and hopefully this time, she wouldn't trip.

Standing up, Evelyn brushed out any wrinkles in her shirt, looking down to see if she had gotten them all when she noticed what the problem was. Her shoelace was untied. Pfft. Stupid shoelace. However, she didn't care about the shoelace. She wanted to find her wand.

Having looked back up to see if she could spot it, her eyes caught a rather interesting site. The Slytherin had already taken note of everything and anything in the room, and that crack in the cabinet pantry thing...had not been there before. Looking elsewhere, the Slytherin smiled at Patroclus, scooting her feet away so he didn't trip her or anything. Gotta fix the shoelace. "Did you...find anything to drink? Before all this..." Happened. Yeaaa.

She needed her wand. Bruised knees and empty hands would do her no good.

Destiny was soooo glad she had thought about this plan. It was perfect! Evelyn and the minion boy were over there doing their own thing, and they had no reason to come to the cabinet. Unless they were in the mood for crackers too..

Speaking of crackers, Carter needed to hurry up and give her some. He was taking FOREVER to scoot his way into the cabinet. Cringing as he shut the door, she crossed her fingers in hope that it wasn't one of those annoyingly squeaking doors. Luckily for them, it wasn't. It was also lucky that this seemed to be an extra large cabinet..especially with the way Carter was squirming around. He better NOT have squashed the crackers..

..although she would still eat them.

Taking the crackers off of him, since he had FINALLY gotten himself situated, Destiny shoved a few into her mouth before peeking out of the little crack. Evelyn was on the ground.

BAHAHAHA! Evelyn had fell!

Shoving a few more crackers into her mouth, she backed away from the door and gestured for Carter to have a look. "Hey! These are animal crackers." she whispered shoving another into her mouth.

It was a lion.

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Landing on her knees and hands, Evelyn stayed in that position for a moment, shocked, before moving to sit down properly. Well, that didn't go so well or as planned. At least she wasn't holding anything in her han-

Omg! Her wand! Where was her wand!? It must've flown from her hand when she tripped! Not being able to have a chance to look for it however, her gaze was suddenly filled with the image of Patroclus' face. "What?" she asked in a confused tone before realizing that she was indeed on the ground and that she may have been hurt. "Oh, no, I'm fine. Really." Smiling to confirm her words, and barely noticing how close her was, she maneuvered herself so she was able to stand up on her own and hopefully this time, she wouldn't trip.

Standing up, Evelyn brushed out any wrinkles in her shirt, looking down to see if she had gotten them all when she noticed what the problem was. Her shoelace was untied. Pfft. Stupid shoelace. However, she didn't care about the shoelace. She wanted to find her wand.

Having looked back up to see if she could spot it, her eyes caught a rather interesting site. The Slytherin had already taken note of everything and anything in the room, and that crack in the cabinet pantry thing...had not been there before. Looking elsewhere, the Slytherin smiled at Patroclus, scooting her feet away so he didn't trip her or anything. Gotta fix the shoelace. "Did you...find anything to drink? Before all this..." Happened. Yeaaa.

She needed her wand. Bruised knees and empty hands would do her no good.

"What happened?" Patroclus askd, but before giving Evelyn to reply he continued, “I know what happened you fainted from starving yourself all day, come on” he said. With a definite glint of humour is his eye, Patroclus walked to stand behind her and gently pushed her towards the food, they had spent the last hour preparing, “Sit!” Patroclus demanded, as he then turned to the food and served up some onto a plate for her to enjoy. “Eat! I can’t have you fainting again” he knew she had not fainted, but he enjoyed pretending to be the hero.

“Oh drinks” he remembered snaping his fingers, “Accio Cokes.” With a flick of his wand, the two ice cold bottle floated to him. Patroclus cracked open the lids and gave one to Evelyn, “Best Drink Ever!” then he took a large gulp of the brown fizzy liquid.

Fainted?

Evelyn has not, and will never faint. That would be the last thing in the world she would ever do. Even in the extreme pain she was in last year after whatever happened, her eyes were kept open at all times. Confused, she tensed for a moment when Patroclus touched her to get her to walk towards the food, and from that, she was too stunned to not obey his order of sitting down.

Taking her seat, she cleared her mind once more when Patroclus took his hands off of her and was able to get rid of the tense posture she was in for a moment. Chuckling and shaking her head, she pulled the nachos closer to her and the Gryffindor before taking another chip and eating it. She WAS quite hungry, enough to almost forget about her wand, but that was just it...almost. She knew it was SOMEWHERE under a table, but just where...she didn't know.

"This is...really good." she commented, finding the taste of the food a bit more appealing after every bite. Hmmm, could Josh cook? She'd never seen him cook before. Perhaps he didn't. She'd have to find out if he could. Or else she would end up going to Patroclus if she wanted something that she herself couldn't cook herself. Looking at the unfamiliar drink however, Evelyn took it and looked inside the lid. Or at least...tried to.

Dark brown stuff. Black? What was it? Smiling at the Gryffindor, she placed the drink down on the table, before taking another chip. She would not, be drinking that stuff. Ew. "What are the other things called again?"

And where was her wand? Hmmmm?

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Fainted?

Evelyn has not, and will never faint. That would be the last thing in the world she would ever do. Even in the extreme pain she was in last year after whatever happened, her eyes were kept open at all times. Confused, she tensed for a moment when Patroclus touched her to get her to walk towards the food, and from that, she was too stunned to not obey his order of sitting down.

Taking her seat, she cleared her mind once more when Patroclus took his hands off of her and was able to get rid of the tense posture she was in for a moment. Chuckling and shaking her head, she pulled the nachos closer to her and the Gryffindor before taking another chip and eating it. She WAS quite hungry, enough to almost forget about her wand, but that was just it...almost. She knew it was SOMEWHERE under a table, but just where...she didn't know.

"This is...really good." she commented, finding the taste of the food a bit more appealing after every bite. Hmmm, could Josh cook? She'd never seen him cook before. Perhaps he didn't. She'd have to find out if he could. Or else she would end up going to Patroclus if she wanted something that she herself couldn't cook herself. Looking at the unfamiliar drink however, Evelyn took it and looked inside the lid. Or at least...tried to.

Dark brown stuff. Black? What was it? Smiling at the Gryffindor, she placed the drink down on the table, before taking another chip. She would not, be drinking that stuff. Ew. "What are the other things called again?"

And where was her wand? Hmmmm?

Patroclus’ heart started to beat faster, as Evelyn, started to enjoy the food even more. His desire to impress to her was increasing at an alarming rate, and he could not explain why. Well deep down he knew why, but right now, it didn’t make sense, so he silenced all internal thoughts by speaking out loud. “The wrap ones are Burritos, you really have to roll the ‘R’ like this; Burrrrrrritos and we make those ourselves” Patroclus realizing how difficult making them could be demonstrated, “Watch me,” He grabbed a handful of lettuce and placed it from the center of the tortilla, to where the twelve would be on a clock face. Next he made a layer of carrot and a small amount of anion, then scooped up a spoonful of the spicy mince and place that onto and covered it all with grated cheese, “Now the hardest part is the wrapping, to do it the tradition way the fold from the bottom up, so it makes a semi-circle then you fold in the sides and voila, you have a Burrrito pocket! But if that is too hard, just roll it!”

We a big smile on his face, and a little wink to Evelyn, he took a giant bite out of his wrap, “Awwww! So good!” he kept biting and biting, till he realized it was all gone! Laughing, he apologized to the Slytherin before him, “Sorry I was hungrier than I thought!” and he washed it down with a swig of coke. It was the perfect combo!

Downing down one more chip, the Slytherin leaned against the table and watched him create a...burrrrito? Still made it sound really cold. And the way he said it, made her giggle. "Burrrito..." Okay, her attempt was an epic fail, but whatever. It's not like anyone but Patroclus heard her.

Watching the way he created the burrito, still finding the round bread thing hilarious, Evelyn took her own round tortilla, watching him out of the corner of her eye as he ate his. And rather quickly too. Eesh. Why do boys eat like that? He father and little brother ate the same way. Smiling at him, she created her own burrito, perhaps putting a little less ingredients into it before...the hard part. Folding it. Crap. What did he do again? She didn't want to do it the easy way!

Fold it in half and...roll it? Placing it down on the plate, she stared at it for a moment before nervously glancing at the Gryffindor. Yea, should could remember this. Perhaps. In a moment that is. So, fold in half...check! And then...roll it? Well, it didn't turn out exactly how Patroclus' looked liked, but it was good enough. At least nothing fell out. Taking a bite out of it, she chewed for a moment, seeing if anything was unpleasing, before nodding and smiling towards the Gryffindor. Closed mouth of course. Would be gross if she gave a full smile with food still in there.

Covering her mouth with her hand however looking around for a napkin for her hands, Evelyn swallowed half the bite before glancing back to the boy next to her. "It's good." she said before swallowing the rest. "Do you know where the napkins are?" Completely forgetting about her wand now, the Slytherin looked back down at the food. Eesh. She was already half full, but she supposed she could finish the burrito. And perhaps a bite of the churio too. It looked too good to pass up.

"Well, they're still crackers. You should have specified." Carter whispered back to her. He then popped a few more into his mouth while peeking out of the crack again.

And then he stole some more crackers from the box.

"Did you know they were friends?" he asked Destiny. Patroclus hadn't mentioned knowing Evelyn when they talked about it at the Three Broomsticks.

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Downing down one more chip, the Slytherin leaned against the table and watched him create a...burrrrito? Still made it sound really cold. And the way he said it, made her giggle. "Burrrito..." Okay, her attempt was an epic fail, but whatever. It's not like anyone but Patroclus heard her.

Watching the way he created the burrito, still finding the round bread thing hilarious, Evelyn took her own round tortilla, watching him out of the corner of her eye as he ate his. And rather quickly too. Eesh. Why do boys eat like that? He father and little brother ate the same way. Smiling at him, she created her own burrito, perhaps putting a little less ingredients into it before...the hard part. Folding it. Crap. What did he do again? She didn't want to do it the easy way!

Fold it in half and...roll it? Placing it down on the plate, she stared at it for a moment before nervously glancing at the Gryffindor. Yea, should could remember this. Perhaps. In a moment that is. So, fold in half...check! And then...roll it? Well, it didn't turn out exactly how Patroclus' looked liked, but it was good enough. At least nothing fell out. Taking a bite out of it, she chewed for a moment, seeing if anything was unpleasing, before nodding and smiling towards the Gryffindor. Closed mouth of course. Would be gross if she gave a full smile with food still in there.

Covering her mouth with her hand however looking around for a napkin for her hands, Evelyn swallowed half the bite before glancing back to the boy next to her. "It's good." she said before swallowing the rest. "Do you know where the napkins are?" Completely forgetting about her wand now, the Slytherin looked back down at the food. Eesh. She was already half full, but she supposed she could finish the burrito. And perhaps a bite of the churio too. It looked too good to pass up.

Patroclus smiled as Evelyn rolled her ‘R’, the way she had done it was so cute that it didn’t even matter that it sounded foreign in her mouth, “I will give you points for effort”. However her wrapping skills was another story, Patroclus watched on as she seemed to have difficulty in form her Burrito, but he suppressing his gentlemanly tendecne to jump, an allowed her to have ago. Everyone liked to wrap them, in their own special way. Patroclus made another one from himself – the boy could eat, that was for sure. So there they stood eating Burritos together.

“I am glad you like it! but I see a bottle of coke going to waste!” he sniggered, “Try it, please for me?” Patroclus pulled his perfect puppydog face, he pouted his lips, and bated his eyes, he probably looked more like a goblin than a puppy, but he didn’t mind, well actually he did, he prayed Evelyn didn’t see him as a goblin. “Napkins, I will get you one!” Patroclus strolled to the pantry cupboard, and retrieved a small pile of napkins, they would need more than one, churros were messy work! “Here you are, my lady!” his face flushing with pink.

“Ready for some Churros?”