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[souffle_girlek]

Early in the morning, before most of the bar is awake, a tiny time traveler visits the kitchen. She would stay at home for a late-night snack, usually, but...

Well.

Ace already knows way too much about the Wells' romantic life, and about one picosecond downstairs at the farm let her know that sticking around would only teach her more. And since Bar was getting a break in the quiet hours of the night, Ace decides to fetch a snack herself. It's really too bad she left her current project on top of the microwave when she left.

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"Well, you see, it's not as easy as going 'yay, souffle'... well, actually, that's pretty much the whole plan, but you have to make it a flavor first, and there's all sorts of flavors." Oswin explain, her nerves translating to babble as she leads them into the kitchen.

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[herr_bookman]

"And I burned the hell out of my mouth trying to prove to you that I'd baked it correctly," Autor says, and shudders. "I remember."

He carries the butter over to a cabinet near the stove, and opens it to retrieve a saucepan, which he places on a burner. "I melt three tablespoons of this with three tablespoons of flour, right?"

Re: Chocolate

[souffle_girlek]

"Yup - slowly, you want to make it very smooth." She instructs, staying on her stool perch. "Clumpy sauce means pockets of raw flour in your finished souffle, which... yeah, I've done that too."

Re: Chocolate

[herr_bookman]

"Oh, goodness," Autor says, turning the burner on and chopping three tablespoons off the butter for the pan. "I bet that messes with the texture horribly. Would you mind bringing me the milk, please?"

The boy starts in on melting butter and adding flour to it. It's a very serious task, and he has a very serious face to go with it.

Re: Chocolate

[souffle_girlek]

She pokes him in passing, measuring out the milk for him.

"You do know baking is supposed to be fun, right? People do this for fun. And relaxation. And... not giving themselves an ulcer."

Re: Chocolate

[herr_bookman]

Autor jumps, nearly dropping his whisk. "You poked me!" he says incredulously. "No one pokes me! And for good reason."

The boy squares his shoulders, huffing. "I'm well aware it's supposed to be fun," he says, concentrating very hard on making his béchamel base smooth. "I just... don't want to mess it up."

He does take the milk, though. "Thanks. Not for the poking. But for this."

Re: Chocolate

[souffle_girlek]

"Clearly people need to poke you more often if you're going to be all jumpy like that." She points out, eyeing him while reaching for the salt.

Her hand encounters only table, and she blinks - didn't she get that out already? Oh well. With a shrug, she heads towards the pantry.

"Desensitization, that's a good thing."

Pot. Kettle. So black.

Re: Chocolate

[herr_bookman]

Autor shudders. "Feh! No, it is not," he insists. "If I were desensitized, I wouldn't blush as much as I do. I'm well aware that my reddened face is 'cute' and what advantages that gives me."

He might be teasing her. A bit. But frankly, he's ticklish, too, and that doesn't help with jumpiness. But he's sure as hell not about to tell her that.

He ignores the fact that she probably already knows.

Re: Chocolate

[souffle_girlek]

"It really is adorable, but at least for me that's because I never saw that much at home, and... damn. Autor, we might not be able to do this, we seem to be out of salt, which I didn't even know we could be out of salt." She calls, rifling through the pantry when the salt fails to be where the salt has been kept every other time she's come into the kitchens.

Re: Chocolate

[herr_bookman]

"Oswin?" he calls back, glancing over his shoulder towards the pantry. She never uses his name. Hardly anyone does, but it still sounds strange from her lips. "How can we be out of salt? That makes absolutely no sense. We're in the kitchens at the end of the universe--we should have salt by magic or something."

Re: Chocolate

[souffle_girlek]

"Yes, I know, but the salt is not where it should be, and I'm no seeing it anywhere else, so... I don't know what to say, there's no salt." She replies, sounding annoyed.

Re: Chocolate

[herr_bookman]

Autor calmly adds the milk to his butter and flour. "We can get some from the rats if we need to," he points out. "It's not that big of a deal, is it?"

Re: Chocolate

[souffle_girlek]

"There should be salt here." There's honest to goodness strain in her voice, bottles and boxes rattling against each other as she rummages more vigorously. "I don't understand... it should be here."

Re: Chocolate

[herr_bookman]

Autor stops mixing the béchamel. He's a musician, and he knows tones--hers especially. "Listen, we'll... We'll find the salt," the boy says, and turns the heat down just in case he needs to head over there.

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Have Autor find the salt?

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Have Oswin find the salt?