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Alexa looked to the counter as Mo was gestured to the things laid out. Bread was cool, she appreciated the meat...the cheese too but...uh...he could keep the veggies, thanks. She headed for said counters and threw the bottom ones open, grabbing two plates. Company for a late night snack wasn't what she had in mind but it was Mo so it was cool...plus he'd gotten here first and wasn't being all 'MY kitchen Cambridge' so she'd roll with it. One plate for him and the other for her, if she actually used it.
"You're on. I must warn you that I fail epically at sandwich making though but a challenge is a challenge yeah?" And last she checked, Gryffindors didn't turn down those. All she had to do was remember everything Lottie did when making them for her...and remember that the bread went on the outside. Clearly that was the most important part.
Waaait. Lex looked from the food to Mo almost immediately. "So I'm not alone on this?" She had to be sure. "Because I'm pretty sure everyone but Alice was gushing at the little Bellaire boy. Like legit, and they wanted me to share my candy with him." As if his grubby hands extending toward her for candy wasn't unnerving enough! Merlin! She reached for a strip of the turkey and began working on it. "It wasn't learning time though, just valuable feast time. Kid better be a Gryffindor when he grows up, he ate our food." And this was some good turkey. Did he know?
How could anyone be bad at making sandwiches? It was literally just putting flat things on top of each other. That was like saying someone could be bad at breathing. In fact, there were people who were bad at breathing who could still build a sandwich. Mo gave Lex a side eye before offering some helpful advice.
"Start with bread, and then you add a condiment. Not too much. Then you alternate meat and cheese and make sure you keep it as even as possible... no weird lumps of meat in the middle, or the whole thing will fall. And then more condiments, and more bread. Sandwich." He layered several kinds of cheese with the turkey and roast beef he'd scavenged, all in expert layers.
"People like to LOOK at little kids, but no one actually LIKES little kids. And he shouldn't have been sitting at your table." Like for real, Mo was just put out by this. Were they turning the place into a day care? Offering block stacking classes and potty training? Because Mo could do those things, but he really needed NEWT level Potions at the moment. Okay? "Don't eat all the turkey."