To be completely frank, Reagan was so upset about the ground beef...that she was only focusing on Daxton at the moment. The adults in the room had specifically placed that animal meat here for consumption. She understood that they weren't going to be too sensitive to her stance on it...as she was the only person it was affecting in a negative way...but Rea was used to being a minority. She'd always been sensitive to this type of thing.

Personal beliefs. She simply didn't want to be in the same space as the meat. But that wasn't to suggest that she didn't still love her housemates and her house leadership. She most definitely did.

....and....oh, he could hear. Well, Rea was just going to keep signing...if that was okay with Dax. He'd responded, anyway. So, that was progress, right? And he was so precious. She loved him already.

Would you like to escape together?

It was signed quickly, as Mr. Kitridge suddenly asked about the situation, as well as Professor Tanner introducing her to the smaller boy. "Thank you, Professor...and everything's okay, sir...I think Dax and I are just going to take a little walk." They could discuss it later if the two adults didn't mind...as everyone was having a lovely time and Rea wasn't one to bring anyone down. She didn't want to be THAT sort of person.

Were it not for the boat fiasco the previous night, Daxton might have declared this as the most frustrating situation he had found himself in at this school so far. He frowned, and did not bother to get his notebook out again, because he could tell he would end up dragged into a conversation that would likely last until the end of the night, when all he wanted to do was leave and get some sleep before the other boys arrived at the dormitory.

Daxton looked between the girl, Rea, the woman, Tanner, and stopped on the man he already knew to be Mr. Kitridge. Giving a frustrated huff, he nodded to confirm his name, then shook his head to indicate that actually, no, he did not want to get to know anyone any better. He hated being around people and occasions like this made him all kinds of uncomfortable. That, and the smell of food in the common room was somehow getting stronger and more unbearable, as was the noise. The fact he was operating on a sleep deficit was likely not helping matters either.

Returning his gaze to Rea - her hands in particular, as she was still signing for some reason, just like how Genny Tate had continued to write in his notebook to communicate with him even once he had told her he could hear - Daxton read the signs, and became instantly on guard. Escape? Yes. Together? Why?

Very suspicious.

Before he could even respond, Rea had spoken up to Mr. Kitridge again, and Daxton quickly shook his head. No. Too tired. He had enough of people for one day. Too many people. Too many people.

Pausing only to sign 'No, I'm going to bed', Daxton turned away, just like that, and left them to it, crossing the room to make his way to the first year boys' dormitory. It was all too much too soon. And he was far too tired, and tiredness only lead to frustration.

Chris frowned a bit as she seemed surprised at the fact that he said he wasn't allowed to cook. "My mum said so. I have a tendency to set fire to things." Like the sofa...amongst other things which is why he hasn't been allowed to cook. At her question though he nodded. "Yes...I know that spell..." Was it really that easy? If he caught something on fire just use that spell? Maybe he could do this... Though he still wasn't exactly sure what they were supposed to be doing.

He smiled and gave her a little nod as she said it was nice to meet him. "Nice to meet you too." And since he hadn't seen her before he was just going to assume she was a first year but a really smart first year that's for sure. "Pizza sounds amazing." He couldn't mess that up too badly right? "Or...we could do both." Yup he liked that idea even better.

As he heard the question he raised his eyebrows. What in the world was a Stovie? Nothing his mum made before that was for sure. Though as Riley answered he smiled. Yup she was very smart. He moved closer to the table and looked at the various items. "What's your favorite pizza?" Maybe she would know how to cook it. Made perfect sense to him.

Chris looked up as he heard the professor ask another question and grinned. "Sausage and potatoes!" He knew that one. It was one of his favorite meals!

Frankly, Tiara didn't understand what was going on. First there was that notebook, then there was sign language, then Reagan and Daxton were going to take a walk, and finally Daxton walked the other direction and went to the dormitories. All the woman could do was blink. She looked over to Leobald who, after all, was the Head of this house and therefore in charge. Would he want to question Reagan, follow Daxton, let it all go, or something completely different?

Erm... she was just going to go ahead and ask another trivia question while her counterpart sorted this out. "Question... four, I believe, and this time about pudding!" Yum, dessert. "What ingredient makes up the spots in spotted dick?"

And he was ignored. He honestly half expected it, but he thought that maybe things wouldn't go the way his head thought they would. In all honesty the girl probably didn't even hear him, he did speak rather quietly. But to him, he was ignored. What a great start to the year.

He just sighed and turned back to his dish. He needed to put he filling onto the dough, cut the pieces, and make the topping. As he pulled over the dough and a rolling pin, he thought about the question Professor Tanner had asked. It was another easy one, since they had pudding last night. But he still had to think about what was in it. He had never made it, nor had he had it outside of Hogwarts. The black haired boy thought about it as he rolled the dough. It was pudding so obviously it had to be something sweet. But it wasn't chocolate, nor was it any sort of candy. "Professor? Is it dried fruit?

Not even waiting for an answer, Austin turned back to his dough. Now that it was flat, he laid out the strawberry jam, making sure it covered all of it. Once that was done, he rolled the dough, and began cutting the pieces. He wasn't sure how many to make, mainly because he wasn't sure if more students were going to show up, nor how many people were going to have. So he played it safe with about a dozen. "Professor, is there a certain way we're going to cook all of this? Is it all going to be on the fire?" He turned towards the teacher asking the questions. "I have some left over strawberries if you'd like some Professor Tanner." He held out a spoon, hoping to not be ignored again.

There was more to the situation than just not liking the house bonding activity. It took no Merlin to understand and Leo decided that it was best to get to the bottom of it right now. He was worried and letting Reagan and Daxton leave without talking to them in private wasn't right for any of them. Leaning closer to Tiara he mumbled quietly to her. "I'll go after Daxton and I'll take Reagan with me too. We'll have a nice quiet talk in my office over hot chocolate or something. Hopefully they'll spill what is troubling them. I'll fill you in later. Hold the fort. Maybe you guys could start the food feasting if everyone is done with their dishes? Talk summer stories or something?" The last was said with a glance around the common room at the other eagles.

Turning to Reagan he said in quiet tone that left no room for discussion. "Come on Regan, let's go talk about this in my office. We don't need to do this here." Quickening his pace Leo hurried to catch up with Daxton before he reached the dormitories. Spotting him he called out "Daxton, come let's go talk about this in my office. Don't go to bed upset. Let me help you."

Kate was a lost cause when it came to the questions and answers about food. She knew about food, just not...anything like what was being asked. She decided to just listen and learn for now and work on the dish she, Sabbath, and Tippin had decided to make. She smiled at the adorable little elf. He looked so excited and ready to cook! Oh, and he knew how to make the dish, too! "Awesome, Tippin! Well, let's get started then," she said, turning toward Sabbath. Two out of three of them knew what they were doing when making the dish. Not too bad.

Kate was starting to wonder what she could do to help, when Sabbath asked her to chop the onions. Now THAT she could do. "Yeah, sure," she said. She collected the onions and began chopping them. "How much do you need?" As full as she was, Kate really wanted to try their dish. After working hard to make something brand new, she wouldn't pass it up for the world!

Daxton had barely even made it to the door before Kitridge was there, calling to him. Well... at least he had not grabbed him. That was the kind of disaster he never wanted to deal with again. He stopped in his tracks and looked at Kitridge, then back at the door to the dormitories. What he wanted was to sleep. But logic told him that if he somehow explained his issue to his Head of House, maybe they would know to leave him alone in the future. And that he did not require help, as he was entirely independent, and not a small child.

Coming to terms with the fact that sleep would probably not be happening tonight either, Daxton gave a tiny huff, then changed direction and headed out of the common room to go with Kitridge to his office.

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Awww David's cheeks were getting all red! Why? Did he say something wrong? Or make him embarrassed? Did he just not like the idea of walking around without a shirt? Oops. "Maybe. You don't have to if you don't want to. I'll just do it more in honour of you, how about that?" More excuses not to wear a shirt? GOOD!

Kyroh was just about to say something else when the housefly spoke. Oooh Toddles! "Hi!!" He wiggled his fingers at the small elf. Another partner then?? Two little partners! Kyroh almost felt like a giant. Glancing at the ingredients he wrinkeled his nose. They all looked pretty out there. BUT they COULD make one thing that was a little different! "We can make meatball sandwiches maybe?" They had everything they needed for that!

Another question was thrown at them by Tanner and he was just about to answer when little David beat him too it.

LOOK! That was his awesome partner clearly. Good job!! He pat him on the shoulder. "I think we deserve the prize now Professor!"

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Masters asks Toddles things. Toddles sees ingredients masters put out on tables. Toddles looks and sees them. Toddles thinks. "Master need tells Toddles meals masters likes." Toddles not knows what to cooks. Toddles heard other master says things. Toddles tilts little head and says, "Meatball sandwiches?" Toddles not hears of it. Toddles knows Stovies. Toddles knows ingredients.

Yes, Kyroh could be the sole shirtless Ravenclaw in Davie's book. That was plenty fine with him, and he showed his agreement by nodding enthusiastically. So, onto the cooking now!

"Meatball sandwiches, Toddles!" Davie beamed happily at the house elf, who just looked a little... lost with him. "Um, they have meatballs, and red sauce stuff, and cheese, and you put them on those little bread thingies that look like... subs?" He looked to Kyroh for confirmation of this.

As for the prize... Davie just chuckled. "Yeah, as long as it's not more food." Hogwarts seemed to have more than enough of that.

"Two onions should be ok, just dice them finely", Sabbath answered Kate kindly. He put a frying pan on the hob, splashed in some oil and started the mince and spices sizzling. Sabbath smiled to himself as the flavours started wafting up from the pan, reminding him of his grandmothers kitchen.

He put a small oiled skillet on the heat for Kate, “When you’re done chopping those, would you like fry them up?” he said indicating towards the onions she was dicing. Sabbath started dicing some capsicum and crushed two garlic cloves. He said to Kate with a smile “Once you’ve got the onions frying, add these diced capsicums and this garlic here. We’ll also need to pop in a table spoon of tomato paste. Is that Ok?“

Sabbath gave the meat a little stir, it was time to see how Tippen was coming along with the pastry which had been resting a little while. “Tippen, are we ready to roll?” he said to the elf. Sabbath grabbed a knife and a small plate to cut around to make the circular shapes in the rolled dough.

Oh, he'd just heard a new question and Sabbath thought maybe he knew this one? "Doesn’t spotted dick have sultanas in it?” he said. He wasn’t sure, but why not guess?

"Yes it is, Austin! Very observant of you." She nodded with approval. A true Claw trait, that was! But then he was asking another question, so she focused back on him. "If you'd like to cook it over the fire you are more than welcome to. Or you could use one of the ovens on the other side of the counter there." She pointed to the magically-moved ovens that had appeared in the common room while they were all at dinner. He probably hadn't seen them, as they were blocked by several students.

Tiara didn't know what he was making, but it looked like it was going to be delicious. Anything with strawberries was practically automatically delicious. Wait, she got to preview his dish? Yes please! "If you're sure you don't need them still...?" she said hesitantly. But in reality she didn't wait for confirmation, she just took what he was offering and tasted it. Mmmmmm. "Lovely taste of summer, that is," she said with a warm smile. "I can't wait for the final product!"


"I can hold down the fort here, Leobald. Just try to make it back before we are completely finished eating." That was the best part, and he had worked hard to make sure this would be a fun evening for his eagles. She hated for him to have to miss too much of it.

She had heard that word before... what kind of foo-- oh right, grapes! "Well it likely depends on who is making it exactly, but that certainly qualifies as fruit!" Drying grapes was fairly common, so it was a good answer. "And what are you two making?" she asked, directing the question both to him and to Kate. Tiara sniffed the air hungrily. "Whatever it is, it smells good!"


OOC: In about 24 hours Tiara will ask for them to plate up their dishes, so that should give you a heads up to plan out your next posts.

Peel potatoes and cut some peppers, pineapple, and mushrooms. Easy enough, probably. Sophie could do that. "I can do that." Right?

She'd try, at least.

Gathering some peppers, pineapple, and mushrooms on a cutting board in front of her, Sophie set each group into a separate spread-out pile to keep the flavors separate for now. With her wand in hand, she then cast a quick, efficient cleaning charm on each of the three piles to make sure the food was clean - something she was especially meticulous about thanks to potion-making - and went ahead to cast with precision at the pile of peppers, "Diffindo! Diffindo! Diffindo!" Even slices were made in the vegetables and she continued until they were nicely cut, then went on to do the same thing with the pineapple - being sure to vanish away any of the exterior waste and the inedible core - and then did the same with the mushrooms as well.

"M'I doin' okay?" she sought Rooney's approval, even though it was too little too late as she was already finished with what she thought he needed her to do. All three groups of foods were cut, and... was it good enough for him?

But his modesty was especially cute, with him saying he wasn't that impressive. She shook her head at him. "I think you are. You know more about cooking than I do. S'pretty impressive to me." The young man got a sincere, eye-twinkling smile, and she would've probably ruffled his hair if she wasn't already cleaning her hands and gathering potatoes to peel. She didn't know of a good spell to peel potatoes without taking off too much of the inside bit, so she used a regular ol' potato peeler to do the job.

Nothing wrong with getting her hands a little dirty. Moxley would've been proud, probably.

Austin blushed. He hadn't noticed the ovens that were directly across from him. "Uh, thanks professor." He turned back to his creation, and put it in the oven. Hopefully she didn't think he was dumb for missing he ovens. There where students standing in front of it.

Going back to his work station, he gathered more ingredients. There was one last thing he needed to make. The icing. He decided to go with a lemon icing, mainly because lemon and strawberry go together really well. First he got a big bowl and added cream cheese, and some powdered sugar. Then he grabbed a whisk, and began mixing. What Austin loved most about baking, was that it soothed him in a similar fashion to making potions. His head was clear, and there was always a smile on his face.

Once the mixture was mixed, he added some cream, some vanilla, and some lemon juice and mixed that until it was smooth. This was going to be really good. He could tell.

Rooney smiled fondly as Sophie took to everything that he had asked of her. He hoped that if she thought him bossy, she would say so. He didn't want her to do anything that she didn't want to. But..she didn't seem to be against it at all. Which was good. "You're doing perfectly." He grinned, gave her a thumbs up and took over the chicken to a chopping board. He wasn't going to chop any of it, but instead just score the outside lightly. He used a knife, because he wasn't at all confident with using his wand and knew that a knife would do what he needed it to do right now. He looked between the chicken wings in his hands and the food that Sophie was dealing with. "Only the mushrooms and peppers will need frying. But that..can be done last." After the potatoes were cut and cooked.

Working alongside MISS SOPHIE BROWN (of Hogwarts) was the best part of his entire day, entire year, entire life. She was assisting him with cooking and complimenting him at every chance possible and as much as he tried to avoid them he couldn't. And so he had blushed at every opportunity.

Not only because of the compliments though.

"Do you want to cut those into wedge shapes and salt them, Miss Sophie Brown?" You know..whilst he was mixing together lemon juice and herbs before placing the chicken wings into them and moving to put them in the ovens that were in their common room.

He was forgetting something. He was sure of it. Why.. Uh..

Quite the contrary to thinking he was bossy, Sophie was GLAD that Rooney knew what he was doing and was okay with giving her instructions. He was the brains of this operation; she was just doing whatever he needed to be done, and she didn't mind that one bit. His reassurance was nice anyway, and he made her feel like she was REALLY doing a good job and making a difference. He was a good kid. Soph was going to keep him around.

Right, so she needed to... finish peeling the potatoes, slice them into wedges, salt them, then fry the mushrooms and peppers, which could be done LAST. "Got it," she reassured, finishing the peeling of her potatoes quickly, then grabbed for a clean knife to cut the potatoes into the desired wedge shapes. She'd never done this before, nor anything like it, so as she got started with the slicing, she probably wasn't doing the best job in the world, but she was trying really hard, okay? That's probably all that really mattered here. Cut, cut, cut. Doing her thing.

After a few minutes of diligent work, Sophie spread the potatoes out on a pan and sprinkled some salt over them, then looked to Rooney expectantly. "Like that?" Was that what they were going to do with them? Had she done okay?

Washing his hands (because ew raw chicken), Rooney cleaned up after himself whilst Sophie worked on cutting up the potatoes. Looking over when she finished and asked him if she had done okay, he smiled wider than he had in the past few minutes and nodded, giving her a hug from the side. "They're perfect, Miss Sophie Brown!" Of Hogwarts. "You should be a professional potatoer." That job would exist for only her. Only Miss Sophie Brown, Head Girl of Hogwarts. Taking the tray that the potatoes were on, he placed them into the oven with the chicken that he had previously placed in there and closed the door.

And now they waited...

Sourcing a plate, Rooney placed it where he had just cleaned and also a small dish on it where they could put the little group of chopped things that Sophie had so perfectly put together. "Do you think we might have to explain why we chose what we did? I.. haven't thought about that properly." Well, not too in depth, anyway. He knew relatively why he had done things.

Oh, why was he such an overachiever?

She got a ROONEY HUG. IT WAS HER LUCKY DAY.

Gently squeezing the sweet boy back, Sophie smiiiiled and wanted to ruffle his hair, but food hands. She knew better. "A professional potatoer. I could even list that as a skill on my resume, bet people'd love that," she remarked in good humor. PROFESSIONAL POTATOER SOPHIE BROWN. She'd be a HIT.

Her potatoes went in the oven and Soph stood back, watching Rooney do his thing, and felt kind of helpless again. Certainly if there was something he wanted her to do, he'd tell her to do it, right? So... she just waited till she got more instructions from him, clasping her hands in front of her, and admired the second year and the way he went about their little kitchen area. Cute, he was, and she was super glad he'd asked her to be his partner.

Hopefully he still felt the same way.

But... explaining why they chose what they did? Oh. Um. Ahem. Sophie had no idea why they chose what they did, except that it was just stuff that Rooney knew how to make. But... Sophie Brown could add fluff where it was needed, and she gave a thoughtful hum before replying, "Maybe. We can say stuff 'bout... um, wings... like eagles, 'cause we're eagles? Soarin' above the other houses? Like house priiiiide?" Okay, so maybe she WASN'T that great at thinking up meaning on the spot.

It was becoming more and more apparent that Sophie Brown was the weak link of this pairing. Merlin.

Clearing her throat, Tiara called to the students/bakers/cooks/chefs. "Alrighty, things are smelling almost ready! Please plate your dishes and bring them over here!" Realizing there wasn't really a good spot for everything, she hastily pulled out her wand and muttered several incantations. Stray bits of seasoning, flour, and whatever else the students had used vanished. Next, unused bowls, utensils, and ingredients zoomed away and cleared a large space, while fresh plates and utensils piled themselves neatly on one end. Finally, she grabbed some spare parchment, a quill, and a mostly empty inkwell. There, perfect.

"Once you've brought your dish up, please use the parchment and quill provided to describe it and tell who made it! After that, the only thing left is to help yourselves!" Because it smelled SOOoooo good in here and she didn't want to have to wait!

.

.

...Well, okay...

"Yes, sir. If you think that's best..." Reagan had been prepared to wait for tomorrow to discuss anything with her Head of House...but she respected his tenacity in the moment. She supposed it was best to get everything cleared up before sleep.

Rea also supposed she would sleep better...getting it off her chest.

Watching Mr. Kitridge stop Daxton, the older Ravenclaw went ahead and headed towards the common room entrance. She'd take the few moments before arriving to center herself and her thoughts.

Austin had just finished making the icing, when a small ding came from the oven. He pulled them out of the oven and set them on the table. Hopefully everyone would like them. At least Professor Tanner would like them. She seemed to like the filling he made, so the actual product itself shouldn't taste that bad. He carefully drizzled the icing on top of the rolls, and waited for everyone to finish.

Once all the dirty dishes had been cleared, and new plates had arrived, Austin carefully removed the rolls and placed them neatly on the plate. He wanted them to look as good as they tasted. The fourth year proudly walked up and put the dish in front of Prof. Tanner.

"I would hire you, Miss Sophie Brown." Of Hogwarts. That was the truth; the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Maybe he could hire her as his new Auntie. She couldn't be his future wife, because of the age thing, but she COULD be his Auntie like Aunt Candice, Aunt Alina, Aunt Britta and Aunt Elodie. Aunt Sophie...

... Actually, maybe not.

Sophie Bronwyn, though. Teeheehee. His thoughts weren't able to linger on that much longer, and he smiled at her before quietly informing her that he thought she was the only person to ever deserve the title of professional potatoer. And that she would be the best at it and there would be days, holidays, parades and everything else in her honour. And then he checked the timer on his watch, as he did every few minutes out of habit, and GRINNED. "I can get the food out of the oven!! Do you want to give the mushrooms and peppers a little sizzle in some spices, and layer them in that little bowl on top of the pineapple?" If she wanted to, that was. "I can do it, if not.."

But he'd help her afterwards if she wasn't confident in doing that and he bustled off with his oven mitts and retrieved the tray of chicken and potato wedges! Ahhhhh.

"You okay, Miss Sophie Brown?"

PLATE THINGS? OH. OH. OHHHHH. Rooney's eyes widened as big as possible and he squeaked out of panic. This was it. This was when everyone laughed at him for trying so hard with all of this. He pushed the idea away and started to put the chicken and potatoes on the plate whilst his partner dealt with the rest. The rest that she had been SO SO good at doing already.

Clearing off his hands, he also took a piece of parchment and wrote on it.

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Lemon and herb chicken, served with potato wedges and a seasoned mix of pineapple, pepper and mushrooms
Lovingly made by Miss Sophie Brown, Head Girl of Hogwarts
Assisted minutely, by Rooney A. Bronwyn

SOAR HIGH AND EAT A CHICKEN THIGH (not really, it's a wing)

SIZZLE TIME. "Don't worry, I can do it!" Probably. Just as long as he made sure she was doing what she was supposed to, okay?

Frying up the mushrooms and peppers wasn't very hard, though, and after cleaning her hands she tossed them into the pan and started heating them up, adding the spices Rooney wanted her to use as they heated up. It didn't take too long and Sophie made sure to stir things around so it cooked evenly, then worked at preparing the pineapple in the bowl to get ready to dump the mushroom-pepper mixture on top.

"'Course I'm okay," she affirmed, though she wasn't exactly sure when the mushroom-pepper mixture was DONE - but TIME WAS UP AHHHHH so they HAD TO BE DONE. Quickly layering the mixture atop the pineapple in the bowl like Rooney instructed, she hurried the bowl over to join Rooney's BEAUTIFUL-looking chicken wings and potatoes. "You... are incredible. This looks awesome." Did he know?!

With their meal presented to Tanner, Sophie peeked at the note Rooney had written, then griiiinned and gave the woman a little salute. "Contrary to what the parchment says, Rooney here was the pioneer of this. He deserves all the credit, I just did what he told me to do." Just to CLEAR THE AIR. Hehehe.

With the help of Kate and Tippen the empanadas had been prepped and into the oven in record time. The empanadas had baked to golden perfection and were smelling devine, his grandmother would’ve been proud to see them.

Sabbath put on an oven mitt, removed the tray from the heat and started plating up, placing lemon wedges around them in a rustic pattern. “Ok, let’s get these over to the Professor and write up our details” Sabbath smiled and motioned for Kate and Tippen to join him. - “Hey, we made a great team, well done. They look just like my grans ” he noted, "Let's tuck in...".

Mmmm, she was ready to dig in now. First stop: strawberry cinnamon rolls with lemon icing by Austin Moore. Oh yes, wise choice. Ooey, gooey, and full of her favorite fruit. "That hint of lemon..." Tiara swallowed. "It really brings something special to it, Mister Moore."

Oh look, another dish with lemon! "Mister Gimenez, Miss Addison, whose grandmother's recipe is this?" she questioned. She didn't wait for the answer, but instead grabbed one. After the initial strange mixing of her strawberry cinnamon roll with the empanada, she discovered the latter was quite yummy. "Mmmm! Well, whoever decided on this, thank you! Delicious, simply delicious." Eating a light dinner was definitely the right decision.

"Brown, Bronwyn... what have we here?" she asked? Just because she read the description didn't mean she fully understood what was in front of her.

Rooney's face flushed every shade of red possible as Sophie bigged him up to Professor Tanner. "Miss Sophie Brown, I.." He lowered his head and shrugged. "I think she did the best work..." But they were being asked to explain it and he wasn't sure what more there was that he could say about it. "Professor Tanner.." Roo shoved his hands into his pockets and rocked backwards and forwards. "..it's just flavoured chicken, wedges and a little mix of spiced things.." He couldn't say much more about it when he hadn't been able to profess that Miss Sophie Brown had done all of the hard work here.

He had wanted her to take all of the credit for it, because she deserved more recognition than the badge she had. Actually, she deserved more than just recognition.

But that was a battle for another evening.

"Wings, because...flying...eagles..uh...uh...Pleaseeatsome ?"

Maybe he could escape to bed right now?