#012

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[Sanji isn't sure of a lot of things, but not having fallen asleep in some sort of restaurant, well, that's... that's something he's sure he didn't do. His face had been firmly planted into a counter top, and he's sitting on a stool, and his back HURTS, DAMN.

And it looks like it's not just him that's waking up in this place.]

...Huh? Oi, what the hell's going on now?!



[ooc: Open, herp. Uhhh probably not for journal use, since we'll just be reading Paradisa: The Comic Book. Feel free to threadjack in this post if you want some generalized 'wtf diner' threadage.]

Comments

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

You can make lunch?

[That is not the sound of her stomach growling at the word 'lunch'. You're just hearing things.]

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[...All other concerns, right out the window. TO THE FRIDGE, AGAIN!]

Of course! What would you like? There's a whole lot of meat, mostly. Frozen, but I can make it work.

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Right now, I'd eat the whole cow and still have space for fries. Make whatever you want! I'll eat anything.

[flambage.livejournal.com]

Hmm... beef, then. How's a nice, thick hamburger sound to ya, Harley-chan? And I can rustle up some fries, too, plenty of'em in here... looks like pie and cake and ice cream, too.

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

Cake and ice cream too?!

[She'll be throwing both arms into the air in celebration.]

Yay, Sanji!

[flambage.livejournal.com]

It'll be a full-course meal for you! [A pause.] And everyone else out there, too. I can't let anyone go hungry.

[So serious! But the cheerful bouncing sobers him up, yes it does.]

How do you take it? Guessin' you're a... medium-rare girl?

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

[That stops the bouncing.]

How'd you know?

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[But he likes the bouncing.]

Why, my cook's sense, of course!

[Lucky. Guess.]

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

[OIC]

You must be a great cook.

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[Mmmhm.]

Why, thank you! [BEAMING.] You like all the trimmings, or should I go easy on somethin'?

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

Lay it all on me!

[flambage.livejournal.com]

I will, then! This will be the best hamburger ever!

[Why yes, he's going to experiment with flavors that seem like they'd work well together on a hamburger, now.]

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

[Okay he's excited. Harley will be keeping out of his way just in case knives or pieces of food start flying.]

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[Why, ma'am, he'd never waste wood or endanger lives like that. Just going to do some maximum heat extreme cooking here, with utensils flying precisely where they're meant to fly and condiments are made a thing of beauty.

It's not just his legs that are superhuman, ya see. Man's got some moves with those hands o' his. Just watch the show!]

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

[She's watching. And she's not quite believing. This is normal? She does not want to see abnormal in his world.]

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[At one point he slams his fist down on a panhandle, lets the food fly into the air, grabs the pain and SLAMS that stuff just hard enough that it's back on there but doesn't go flying, then back to the burner. A second later, lettuce, tomato, pickle, likewise thrown into the air and ginsued in slices to fall back down onto a plate. Not individually, nah, all three at once!]

Done in about two minutes, forty seconds. Give or take a few.

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

[Oy. Gevalt.]

O-Okay. Great!

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[Do something halfway? Why would he do that?]

And... ... ...

Done!

[COMBINATION!]

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

[Peering at the food.]

Looks good.

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[Squeeee~]

Go ahead, eat up! I'll get to work on dessert!

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

Okay. [Bravely takes a bite.]

OH GOD, THIS SO GOOD.

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[DAMN, he's good.]

I hope the meat's cooked just right! Oh, and try the fries, I made them a little crispier than usual and added a touch more salt, the folks at Caritas seem to like'em like that.

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

IS SO GOOD! MMM! [Eating like she has never eaten before.] I am never asking the castle for food again. Next time I'm hungry, I'm going straight to you.

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[Yes! This is like a dream come true for him, somehow!] Of course! I'd be happy to cook any meal you like, any time. Cooking is my passion, after all~!

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

[CANNOT TALK. BUSY EATING. SCRAPING PLATE CLEAN. GOD THIS IS GOOD.]