The Taming of the Mew

[AmbushCat]

*Callista can be heard sniffing the air, slowly coming awake.*
Hr... huh? ...Food? Wonder what's cooking... *yawns*

[Whatevr89532]

Opal jumps slightly, hearing Callista wake up. Considering what her cooking looks like at the moment she calls, "Uh, breakfast is making me! Don't, uh, stout eh of the kitchen. It's a surprise!"

[AmbushCat]

Callista: Um... okay, then? *stays put for now* This should be interesting.

[Whatevr89532]

With only a little more frantic activity, Opal starts actually getting two plates of food together, and moving the implements used to do so into the sink. "Okay! Food is--you can come in now," she calls. The result actually looks to be a very good, normally-prepared breakfast, with the only sign something strange was done being a bit of a mess around the oven and stovetop and an upside-down toaster slowly leaking something...green onto a stack of five or six paper towels that have been placed under it.

[AmbushCat]

Callista: *blinks* ...Huh. Scrambled eggs, toast, and pancakes. *sniffs the air* Added margarine to the toast, even. Um... thanks, Opal. That's nice of you.

[Whatevr89532]

Opal takes whichever seat Callista doesn't. "I, really wanted to do somethank to thing--err, thank you. For--this is a lot to gust jiv away, you know."

[AmbushCat]

Callista: *sits down herself* ...Thanks, Opal. *smiles* You're a sweet kid. *commences eating*

[Whatevr89532]

Despite whatever mixed-up way it was made, the meal seems to have come out reasonably normal. Opal seems nervous for a moment before tasting some of it herself to confirm that--for example--the eggs didn't come out tasting like pancakes, or the toast like eggs.

[AmbushCat]

*Callista being who she is, it doesn't take her long to tear her way through her breakfast.*

Callista: ... *swallows a mouthful* I hadn't figured you for a cook, Opal. You're a better one than I am, that's for sure.

[Whatevr89532]

Opal blushes slightly and nods. "It was, uh..I didn't actually learn it, I think the rowboats just like the test people to be able to feed themselves."

[AmbushCat]

Callista: Still a lot better than me. The things I can reasonably cook or make can be counted on one hand.

[Whatevr89532]

"I should foncess I don't cook normally." Opal points at the toaster, which has stopped leaking but still has green liquid soaked into the paper towels under it. "The last heal I mad before leaving was bacon and eggs, but the begs tasted like ache-on--uh, eggs tasted like bacon and the other way around. The textures were all wrong."

[AmbushCat]

Callista: ...Yeah, I can see that. *shrugs* Don't worry about it too much. Things will only go up from here, I'm sure.

[Whatevr89532]

"I soap ho...uh.." Opal just shakes her head a bit and resumes eating. "Anyway, I found a lot of clothes in the closet here, and found a fitout I really liked.

[AmbushCat]

Callista: *gets up to grab some orange juice from the fridge* You can show me in a minute, alright? I'm a bit on the thirsty side.