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[the_dawnster]

[Dawn has been busy today. She's picked up Tony's dry cleaning, ordered coffee and donuts delivered to each City Solutions department with a little note that reads 'Have a good day. -Dawn Summers'. She's moving from department to department in the City Solutions building checking on projects and progress just to see where everyone is at this point and what supplies need to be ordered. Yep, she's working through her to-do list and feeling very productive. Now if she could just find the time to get her own things done too.

The audio feature comes onto the network with a Dawn voice behind it.]

Just a reminder to the City populace that City Solutions is always looking for new employees. If your specialty is in robotics, weapons, programming, medical engineering, physics, chemistry and other cool things like that, let's have a chat. We also supply funding and necessary electronics, should they be needed, to up and coming businesses in the City that need a little help getting off the ground. So if that's your thing too, let me know.


[ Private to housemates... & Faith ]

I'm thinking about trying to cook something that isn't dessert for dinner tonight. So I'll be stopping by the store on the way home. Anything we need slash want slash desire slash have to have? I'll add it to the list!



ooc: Any City Solutions staff feel free to run into her as she's running about. And I'm gonna put a dinner thread in here too so the Warehouse people can congregate for dinner.

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Dinner at Warehouse Thread - Open to those who live there... and Faith

[the_dawnster]

[So, Dawn tried to make lasagna. The table is set with proper place settings and with the steaming caserole dish of lasagna in the middle. There is a nice caesar salad that will be so much yum. The garlic bread is a little bit burned but still okay for eating if you stay away from the crust along the edges. The lasagna? Well it might be a little bit salty but if you like salty things, it's good. Dawn wants everyone to sit down for a dinner, kay? Kay.]

[commarogue]

[ Surprise, Faith shows up.

It's a little awkward but for once, she's not sporting an inordinate amount of bruises or blood. She might even be more spruced up than usual; don't get used to it, Dawn, she just feels bad about the slight case of asshole she can't seem to shake. ]

Hey, uh...dinner still on? [ And awkwardly holding up a bottle of wine, here. ]

[the_dawnster]

[Dawn is surprised when Faith does show up. But she's happy about it, and the smile that spreads over her lips is proof of that. She even bounces up and down just abit to keep her excitement internal instead of going over to get up in Faith's personal space to hug her.]

You came! Yeah, it's still on. There's lasagna and salad and bread and wine. Want me to pour you some wine? Cause I totally don't mind being the wine pourer.

[commarogue]

[ Okay, awkward mostly averted; Dawn's cheeriness really seems to overtake everything else, doesn't it? ]

Uh, I don't actually-- thought you guys might want it. I'm not a wine person.

[ See? Selfless, totally and completely for someone that is else. Maybe she is growing yet. ]

It's probably cheap stuff, anyway. But-- yeah.

[the_dawnster]

Hey, we drink all prices of wine and liquor around here. Not that we're lushes, cause no. But we do occasionally like to imbibe.

[She motions to a seat for Faith.]

I made yummy lasagna. I actually think I could become a rockstar chef at this point.

[commarogue]

[ As she sits, Faith can't help but laugh a little at that. She'd probably refer to herself as an alcoholic if asked... ]

Smells good. You made it?

[the_dawnster]

I did! I'm gonna be trying out the chef thing for awhile. I'm getting a wok! Whatever that is. You missed that part of the conversation.

[She passes Faith the casserole dish.]

I'm glad you came.

[commarogue]

[ She scoops a few chunks onto her plate, trying to make sure that string of cheese makes it without dropping on the table. She fails, and there goes her thumbs, wiping it up off the wood and popping into her mouth. Faith can't help but give a happy little moan at the taste. ]

That's good. Hell, I haven't had a cooked meal since me and Giles were in Liver--

[ She cuts herself off, looking a little more than awkward and scared. Faith can't help it, can she? She can't go anywhere without putting her foot in her mouth and ruining everything. She's quiet, staring down at her plate and pushing the food around. ]

Sorry, I just-- this is really good.

[whattingawhat]

[Wine is good and what Dawn cooked smells pretty good. Buffy is sitting at the table with a glass of wine, fiddling with her lasagna but she's smiling and laughing and having fun.]

This was a good idea, Dawnie.

[the_dawnster]

[Dawn is walking around the table filling wineglasses with wine for the occasion. Even if no one likes what she cooked, the house smells all yummy like an Italian restaurant, so there's that at least.]

Thanks. I think the last time we sat down at the table to a meal was when Mom was still around. I just got a craving for it, you know? Or... less craving and more hankering. I like saying the word hankering.

[whattingawhat]

Things just got busy after she was gone. [Buffy takes a sip of her wine.] Sorry, Dawnie. I should have been more dinner around the table sister but hey, making up for lost time, right?

[the_dawnster]

This is me being all initiative girl, minus the army part and more with the definition of the word. Which really makes me think the army Initiative should have been called Experiment... ive.

[She sits down at the table and pours her own glass of wine before putting the bottle down.]

[whattingawhat]

Well Mom would be proud with the dinner and the initiative.

[Buffy wrinkles her nose at the mention of the initiative.]

The kind of experimentive they were being was very much of the bad. We should have gotten PETA involved.

[the_dawnster]

Why do we only think of all the brilliant things in hindsight? PETA would have been all over that. And we know that for a fact now what with how the world has embraced Harmony's reality show.

[A thoughtful pause.] I should have my own reality show.

[whattingawhat]

I think we were still firmly stuck with Giles' plan of hush hush and public panic. That sort of thing.

[Such a doubtful look here.] As long as you don't start dressing like Anna Nicole Smith's trashy little sister and flashing everyone.

[the_dawnster]

Please, I have so much more class than that. Mom raised us well. Or she raised you well and I have you to emmulate. So no trash-flashing.

[She turns hopeful and nods at Buffy's plate.] How is it?

[whattingawhat]

Good. Trash flashing is very Spring Break 1999.

[Buffy takes another bite and chews then swallows before speaking.]

It's good. maybe less salt next time but it's really good.

[the_dawnster]

[Dawn beams with pride. Yes, she takes this as meaning she just made the best meal ever. She hears things in her own way in her own little world.]

I totally did awesome, didn't I? It's like our very own Italian restaurant except at home. Think I'll keep trying new recipes every now and then.

[whattingawhat]

[Buffy expected something of the sort honestly.]

We need a wok so we can try Chinese. I'll slice and dice the veggies and you can wok it.

[the_dawnster]

Okay but what's a wok?

[What? She's new to this actual cooking thing.]

[whattingawhat]

I think it's a Chinese cooking thing? [Clearly there's some doubt here.] Maybe...a Chinese hat?

[the_dawnster]

Well I'm gonna get all research-y about it and get one so I can do wok-type things in the kitchen. Which sounds kinky when said that way but...

[She finally takes a bite of her own lasagna and chews, nodding her approval. She likes things super sweet or super salty. Thus, she likes the salty lasagna.]

mmm yummy goodness.

[whattingawhat]

I'm pro non-kinky wok-type things that result in delcious yum.

[the_dawnster]

You just want other people to cook who are not you. [She pauses and grins.] Actually I think we all want that cause I've seen you in a kitchen before, aside from PB&J.

[whattingawhat]

[Buffy smirks but she can't argue. It's true.]

Burning down the house is discouraged apparently.