Baking (Anyone)

[Angel Anna Reese]

Angel wandered down to the dungeons, to a painting just next to the Hufflepuff common room. She tickled the pear in the fruit bowl and revealed an opening which led to the kitchens. She stepped inside and greeted the house elfs, asking them for her ingredients. She had been down their so often that she needn't even say what she wanted, they knew already. Soon a mixing bowl, a spoon, baking sheets, and ingredients were sitting in front of her. Grabbing and putting on an apron, Angel began to mix her ingredients, humming a song from an American muggle musical "Beauty and the Beast."

[Stefan Lorenzo Cavaliere]

Stef had decided that he would never again drink with Hagrid, celebration be damned. That man could outdrink even Stefan, which nobody thought was possible.

Stefan stumbled through the hallways of Hogwarts to the kitchens with the goal in mind of making something to get the alchohol out of his system (he was a surprisingly lucid drunk). He was so out of it that he didn't notice the Hufflepuff that was already there as he entered and began getting together ingredients until he turned to face her.

"Oh, hello," he said, surprised.

[Angel Anna Reese]

Angel nearly jumped at the sound of a voice behind her. People didn't often go to the kitchens, and when they did, they never talked to her. "Hello," she said quietly, her voice ringing softly but clearly. As she added the chocolate chips to the recipe and stirred them in, she studied the man who had said hello to her. From the looks of it, he was drunk, though not completely out of it. She figured he was in search of something to help lessen the hangover he was currently experiencing. "There's black coffee in the corner, if you'd like that," she offered quietly, know that it was one trick Zoe used when she was hung over.

[Stefan Lorenzo Cavaliere]

"Ah, lovely," he mumbled. "One moment."

A few minutes (and a few chugged cups of black coffee) later, Stefan found himself finally sober enough to speak and wondering just what the hell he had been intending to bake with black licorice and phyllo dough. He didn't even like black licorice; clearly, he was not the lucid drunk that he thought he was.

"Anyway, I am Professor Stefan, the new Care of Magical Creatures assistant," he explained.

[Angel Anna Reese]

"Hello, my name's Angel," she said, chuckling quietly to herself at his look of pure confusion at the ingredients he had been grabbing. She figured that he was not one who would be able to turn those ingredients into something worth anything, but perhaps that didn't matter. "I'm a 5th year Hufflepuff," she said, motioning to the crest on her robes. She was nearly done with her cookies now, they only needed to be spooned onto the baking sheets, baked, then drizzled with chocolate peanut butter sauce. She moved her baking sheets closer to her work space, and began to spoon out cookies.