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Camp Lava Lake

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Marco DePaulo

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Location: Camp Lava Lake - Dining Hall
Skills: N/A

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Marco had to blush a bit as Nancy asked if he was a private chef and chuckled softly. "Nope, just someone that learned how to cook for himself and the ones he loves. But I am glad that you think that I'm good enough to be a private chef. I really do try." He chuckled as he cuddled in closer to Emily and munched on his own burger. Would he have been happier if it had had lettuce, tomatoes and grilled onions on it? Yes, he would have. But was he happy with how everything turned out and the fact that everyone there seemed to be enjoying the food and the company.

"Oh hush Aster... just enjoy the food, enjoy the moment, and let her enjoy her burgers. Besides one night of burgers won't harm her." Marco rolled his eyes as he munched his fries and then relaxed more. He looked to Dobbs and nodded softly. "I can help bring down the supplies if you want, since I know a lot of them are for me, which I do appreciate. Thank you so much." He couldn't wait to make some actual gumbo for everyone, and see their reaction.

For some reason he was suddenly glad he had gotten arrested... if only to meet the group around them. Sure, he had known Aster before, but he would not have met the others and they seemed pretty cool. Maybe they could be life long friends.

Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Guest Rooms
Skills: N/A

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Constance looked at herself in the mirror as she gently applied her eyeliner and eye shadow and sighed. How had this weekend gotten so... messy? Well, she knew how it had gotten so messy, and it had all started with the blackmail. No. It clearly had started well before then. Hadn't Lawrence said something about Renee about the night before? She was trying to remember what he had yelled when her curling iron beeped at her that it was ready. The hair style she had picked wasn't ornate, but needed some curls.

Once she finished her hair style Constance moved out to the main room to get dressed. She tugged on her undergarments and then turned to the dress and smiled. Modest enough, but just showed enough skin to tantalize a certain someone. She chuckled to herself as she slid it on and then went to check herself over once more. She made sure not a hair was out of place, no make up was smeared and everything was good. She then took out her heels and went to put them on and slid them on. She was glad that she had gotten a pedicure before she had arrived, as her feet had needed it.

She gently plucked a shawl out of her bag and wrapped it around herself and walked out of her room, and went to wait for Tony. Of course a lady like herself needed a gentleman escort after all.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Professor Mikkail's Sitting Room
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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Willow felt herself getting more and irritated as some seemed to refuse to outright burn that wretched journal into nothing. She understood that the had to solve their mystery to remain at the academy, but there were other paths. There were always other paths. However, it seemed that something had a hold of Cassie and it wouldn't let go until she read the journal. Her anger stirred at the thought of that thing having a hold on her dear friend, and she could feel herself desiring to let go and give in.

No. Not here. Others were right. She needed true medical care, as much as Barty and Connie had helped her, and had mended her. Even while causing some harm still. They had done their best, and she was stable, but her body still needed some attention that they couldn't quite give her. While something else rumbled deep within her, demanding justice, demanding blood, demanding something, it would have to wait for later.

She leaned against Cal as he drew close to her, thankful for his warmth and presence. She did tilt her head as Connie asked about her clothing. "Hmmm? No. Just the one outfit. ...Is it strange that I do not have more? I do suppose I'll want to change, but I was just going to patch it later... and clean it at the local river use a tub." Luna finally landed once more on Willow's shoulder and nuzzled in close. Willow could feel her familiar trembling next to her, and pet her softly. It was a blessing she hadn't been injured earlier and that she was still intact. It would have taken Willow sometime to resummon her if she had been hit.

"It seems that we cannot come to a consensus on the journal. I wish to wash my hands of it, but if you really wish to figure out it's secrets, I advise against it... but I am going to get checked out by the Professor now. I have had quite enough adventure for today. Connie, can you escort me please? Or maybe Jake can?" Willow could feel the tension in the air between her other coven members, even as she just wished the whole ordeal to be over. However, she couldn't stop them from what they wished to do, though she had to agree with Nicky. Removing it from time would be the best.

Camp Lava Lake

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Marco DePaulo

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Location: Camp Lava Lake - Dining Hall
Skills: N/A

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Marco hummed as he plated up the burgers with a smile, looking at how they had turned out. Beautifully juicy, with little hints of the cheesy goodness hidden within dotted around if you knew where to look. Some patties had the deliciously gooey cheese melting out, taunting the diner with the promise of stringy melty goodness. He was happy with himself, despite the fact that they really had no fresh produce to go with the burgers, but he would make up for that lack over the next few days.

The fries had already been seasoned and set into a big bowl and brought to the table. He had double fried them for that extra crispiness as he couldn't really beer batter them like he liked to do sometimes. No booze since there were going to be kiddos around. Well... no beer. There was booze but that was mostly for him and Em.

He set the platter out with the burgers, then the platter with buns, and then smiled as he saw everyone walking in. "Dinner is hamburgers and fries. Feel free to serve yourself. There are both toasted and untoasted buns, condiments, and sadly a lack of any good fresh tomatoes." He chuckled as he went to make up a burger just the way he knew Em like it and then one for himself.

Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Guest Rooms
Skills: N/A

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Constance heard what Ralph had to say and nodded. However, she didn't really have the time. The hour was ticking away and if she wanted to look her best, she needed every moment of it. "I don't really have a moment, I need to get ready, and it will seems suspicious if I'm late. I will join in the passing and sharing of information later. Sorry." Constance wasn't trying to withhold anything, but if Sam really had talked to Jeanne, she might have passed on the same information to him about Miguel. Though maybe there was the information about the grandfather and the stairs?

She shook her head as she headed to her room and bid the others good bye till later. Was it a sound idea to go to her room alone? Probably not. Did she have any better ideas? Also probably not. Constance had one thing really on her mind in that moment and it was to get ready for the ball. She went to find her dress and hung it up and set up her little steam device to go while she worked on her make up and hair. She would catch up with the others if she had time left over. If not, after the ball.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Professor Mikkail's Sitting Room
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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As Willow took in what the others were saying she could feel something stirring that she had not felt in a long time. As she turned to look at Cassie, her dear friend, and the lost of her limb, she could feel that something stirring more as it fought to get to the surface. Something she had long let take hold of her since that night the men with those awful machines came and tried to destroy her home, so she had destroyed them first. She could feel it pressing against the surface, as if she was the surface of frozen water, and it was slamming itself against the ice, testing for weakness and cracks. She put a hand over her facial covering as she tried to keep it at bay, and steadied her breath.

If they were being hunted, and if their own mystery was set to hunt them, it wanted to hunt first. It did not wish to be hurt again, as the fading dull throb in her shoulder reminded her. She was healed yes, and she would once again have to visit Professor Ravoux, and well, she still had to bathe as well.

She took a deep breath and counted to four, then did so again, as she tried to focus, even as Connie asked about the journal. "It is not our full mystery, but a key to it, so we hoped. It has caused nothing but headaches and pains, but this rate... I would take burning it over trying to read from it more. Especially you, Cassie. You have already lost enough, dear friend. I thank you all for your assistance, but if something is hunting us..." At that point the moth's voice changed. Her normally friendly and cool tone was gone, replaced by something that didn't sound of this earth, "Then let the hunter become the hunted."

She seemed to snap back to whatever normal was as she watched Barty seemingly bind Jake and offer him a pact. She tilted her head curiously, to see what path he would take. She admitted to herself she barely knew Jake, but he had helped her. A pact was binding yes, but it had worked out so very well for her. It was due to one that she was sitting on that very couch next to Cassie, and in her human form. For the moment, she said nothing. It seemed there was something going on between the three of them that they needed to figure out.

"...Perhaps we should inform the Professor of what has happened. After all, his sitting room is a mess now."

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Professor Mikkail's Sitting Room
Grimoire: N/A
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Willow looked up at Barty as he came over her and offered him a small smile. "Long time no see." She muttered to him and chuckled softly, trying to get her mind off of the pain, and the liquid leaking down from her shoulder. Pain was nothing new, but there was so much else going on, and there was utter chaos, which felt apt. She was worried about Cassie, and she was glad that Connie was tending to her first. Her roommate, so kind, so tender... she was so glad that she knew her.

She let out a cry as he pulled out the shard, and pressed harder on the wound to keep it from bleeding more at that point. She let out several pained breaths, as she watched as Barty threw some herbs into his mouth and started to chew. She was familiar with this kind of spell work, as her Tia had done a lot of herbal spell work in front of her, but not quite like this. Usually she had used a mortar and pastel but the moment didn't call for those. They didn't have the time.

She hissed softly as the paste hit her bare skin and she looked at Barty. "Thank you....augh!" Something was wrong. It burned, and she could feel something fill her veins like it was trying to slither into her body. She gasped as Barty ripped the paste from her skin and hissed as something else was used to clean it quickly. It stung, but soon another paste replaced it and the bleeding was halted for the moment. At least she wouldn't lose anymore blood, there was that, even if the wound was still open... and something else was trying to harm her from within.

As Connie came over to her, she had to chuckle a bit. "Hey... Connie. Is Cassie going to be alright?" She whispered softly as she looked at her and leaned more against the couch. She watched as she worked with Barty, and closed her eyes, and bit her lip softly. She halted her breath as instructed and could feel the stuff within her veins start to dissipate. She let out a sigh and then gasped as the wound refused to close. Was... was she just going to have an open wound forever. She looked around in worry until...

"What the... Jake?" The savior of the day was not really the one she had expected. Luna's wings fluttered rapidly as he went translucent, and a tendril of magic appeared out of the ground, and then the wound transferred from her to the tendril before it slipped back between the boards. "...Well then... thank you. Uh... does anyone need help? Or do we need to still go hunting?"

Camp Lava Lake

Marco watched as Nancy left and smiled softly as he went back to forming the patties for burgers for dinner. He had broken up chunks of cheese as well, deciding to get fancy with the burgers that night, and well, given how everyone had dug into the mac earlier? It was probably a good idea to add the cheese. No one could turn down a good cheeseburger after a day of work, right? Thankfully there were precut fries, and he had found a deep fryer and a lot of oil as well. As for veggies, well… he would have loved a salad, but fresh veggies really were a luxury after all. So, he would save it for the lettuce and tomatoes atop the burgers.

After Demi had finished helping Em with most of the heavy lifting (and before he actually began to break a sweat) he decided it was time to finally go pay Marco a visit. Beyond getting to know the stranger he would be trapped with for the foreseeable future, he wouldn't mind getting a delicious snack to munch on too. Opening the doors, the scent of burgers began to waft in his direction, causing Demi to lazily float over towards the source. ”If it isn't my favorite hetero-chef. You think we got any green grapes around this place? Would kill for a cold grape and cheese.”

Marco raised his brow, and then started laughing at his comment. ”Oh honey? Hetero? You think my fine ass is hetero? I don’t know if I should be insulted or complimented. Though honey, with your hankies, I’m surprised Zekke just snapped you up. He chuckled and then sighed. ”As for the grapes, I am very doubtful. Most of the produce is frozen so it could stay fresher longer. But, you can add them to the list, and maybe if you’re very lucky, Dobbs will pick some up and bring them tomorrow.”

Demi sighed as Marco gave him the bad news about the grapes. Trying to hide the shock thar Marco wasn't straight. ”Oh. I thought you and Em, also totally a complètement. Promise.” Demi made a sign with his hands as if to say scouts honor. He stole a cube of cheese off the bowl Marco had for the burgers, pressing his palms onto the counter to before hopping up and sitting on it to swing his legs. He plopped the cheese into his mouth before speaking again. ”Yeah…been flirting with him for a while but I don't think he got the message until now.”

”Oh… we’re together, but neither of us are straight. But I believe you about that being a compliment.” Marco chuckled and watched as Demi moved to hop up onto the counter, and sighed as he lamented the fact he would have to clean it again, so soon. He continued to form patties and set them to the side, and listened to Demi and chuckled. ”Sometimes people need more than a subtle hint, but glad he finally got the message. If he hadn’t, I might have taken you up on your hankie offer~” He teased with a wink, and then pushed the cheese plate towards Demi. ”Don’t eat too much. I gotta make sure there’s enough for everyone.”

”I'll try not to.” Demi said with a wink as he grabbed another bit of cheese and plopped it in his mouth. ”Hmm…were the hankies too subtle? Maybe next time I'll wear a bedazzled jockstrap that says ‘Toy for Zeke’ or something.” Demi stretched his arms up high, looking much like a cat on a sunny day as he slowly leaned backwards and was fully resting on the counter now. ”Bit of a shame. Some head on the kitchen counter sounds kinda hot right now. But I wouldn't do that to Z.”

”Only too subtle if he doesn’t know the code. As for the jockstrap, hmmmm… maybe a bit over the top. And I wouldn’t offer. I’m not one to meddle in new relationships, where the boundaries aren’t set. Em and I, we know our boundaries. But new relationships? You gotta figure that out before branching out.” Marco chuckled at the idea of Demi in a jockstrap as he made more patties, and then set them aside. ”How did you meet him, and Nancy? Because from what I’ve gathered those two siblings are close. Makes me jealous. Dad never wanted anything after mom shattered his heart so no siblings for me.”

”School technically. But most of the time I harassed him at work. Him and his sis work at the mall I love to rat in, and his gigs got some pretty sweet records. Especially when they're on discount.” Demi ignored the comment about Nancy and Zeke's relationship and how it pertained to parents. He wouldn't wish his parents on another sibling. He turned onto his side, resting his head on his hand as it was now propped up by his arm. ”What about you two? How'd you guys meet.”

”We met in preschool. She beat a kid up for me, and we’ve been best friends ever since. Her mom would baby-sit me a lot, so we’ve been pretty much inseparable since we were little. We started dating a few years ago. …She let herself get busted just to join me here.” Marco chuckled as he went to wash his hands and looked over at Demi. ”Sorry, too mushy?”

”Mushy, sweet, and if i let it ferment enough it may even make decent wine for my cheese.” Demi snagged another bite. He didn't know if he knew anyone as long as Marco and Em had known each other. It was wild to think about, but cool at the same time. ”She let herself get caught? Wild. Then again, I tried running and resisting arrest in hopes they'd ignore Zeke was even there. Didn't quite work out that way. So, whatyda do?”

As he asked, Marco tensed. Demi didn’t know. It wasn’t his fault. However, it was still hard to not be angry after all that time. ”...Existed.” He nearly growled out as he went to get out the french fries.

”The fuck does that mean? Existed?” Demi sat up, legs swinging once more as he followed Marcos movements with his eyes around the kitchen. He hadn't expected to grab another bite of cheese, but the quick tension made him want to eat more now.

Marco grasped the bag tightly and then bit his lip. ”...I fucking exist, Demi. I’ve got a skin color that makes people suspicious of me. I worked in a nice store, and I was fucking happy there. Then one day someone didn’t like seeing me work there and accused me of shoplifting. No one there believed me. Not the staff I worked with, not the cops, not the legal system. Only Em, my dad and Em’s mom believed me. I… didn’t do shit except exist in the wrong place.”

There was a long silence. Demi stared and Marco empathetically, before sliding off of the kitchen counter and making his way over towards Marco and giving him a long and tight hug. ”Sorry to hear that. I…don't really get all of that, why people act that way, what they see, but i get it. My difference can be hidden in plain sight, the heteros don't see it until I wave a flag in their face. You…don't get that luxury and that's not fair.” Demi hadn't let go of Marco yet. ”If it makes you feel any better, I hit a cop with my skateboard.”

Marco blinked and hugged Demi back and then nuzzled in close. He really hadn’t meant to snap like that, but maybe being called delinquent earlier had rubbed him wrong earlier more than he had let on. He looked at Demi and then snorted at what he said. ”Really? Your skateboard? Was it on purpose or by accident? Because one is way more punk rock. And… thanks. I think we all get it. We all have our differences it seems.”

”Oh totally on purpose. I dont fuck with Pigs like that. Part of why I'm here actually. Breaking and Entering, Resisting Arrest, Assaulting and Officer, Vandalism, honestly it was a pretty long list.” Demi had let go of Marco by now, a wicked grin on his face as he recalled back to that day. ”Kinda get in trouble a lot honestly. Just glad I haven't been caught for all the things I've stolen yet. Guess I'm good at that much.”

Marco couldn’t help but burst out laughing at that and looked at Demi, and then went to start warming up the deep fryer. ”Yup, punk rock. I guess I should be glad you did so. Means I got to meet you.”

”Yeah I am pretty awesome huh?” Demi chuckled, making his way back to the counter. ”You ever put the cheese inside of the patty? That way there's a cheesy middle and cheese on top. Double cheese double the flavour.”

”Why do you think I broke the cheese into chunks? I’m putting cheese in the patties already. Which is why I was saying don’t eat too many~” Marco chuckled and smiled as he went to show Demi the patties he had made.

”I see why Em keeps you around. Handsome and a great cook? Solid 9/10. It'd be a perfect ten if you had put the hot dogs in the mac while you cooked, but I'll overlook that hiccup.” Demi felt the events of the day melt away, leaving behind the horror of a supernatural killer and epileptic encounter, and focusing on the little things like this. Maybe the summer wouldn't be so bad. ”Soooo I get first bite right? To taste test it ya know?”

Marco rolled his eyes and laughed a bit. ”Oh, that’s not the only reason she keeps me around. And the only reason I didn’t put them in was I wasn’t sure if everyone wanted them.” He chuckled as he went to set the patties out on the grill and started it up and thought. ”Maybe. But… just a bite. You can’t have a whole burger.” He teased.

”I dunno…I take pretty big bites. After all, I can fit a lot of meat in my mouth. But fine. I wont eat the whole burger, you can have the other half of it.” Demi teased back. ”So…you think I'm hot yeah?”

Marco just raised a brow as Demi said he could fit a lot of meat into his mouth. He chuckled and went to check on the fry oil as he pondered the answer to the question. ”Mmmm yeah. Why do you ask?”

Demi shrugged. ”Just wondering. Seeking validation and attention where my parents never gave me any? I dunno man. Can't I just be hot and punk without reason?”

”You can be hot and punk without reason. Was just curious if there was more than just wanting to hear it. But sorry about your parents. That blows. But if they’re… well… … you don’t need them. You’re really cool.” Marco offered Demi a smile and went to start grilling the patties.

”Yeah I'm sorry about them too. But…thanks man. You're real cool too.” Demi went to stand next to Marco as he cooked the burgers, gently bumping him on his side. ”And I'm not just saying that because of the killer food.”

Marco chuckled and bumped him back. ”Thanks. I get the feeling this summer is gonna be pretty awesome.”

Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Guest Rooms
Skills: N/A

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"Mmm true. I need to take some time to get ready myself, as we have an hour. I can still assist you, but it didn't seem that George really wanted anyone else peeking in while you were doing the examination, if that's what I was gathering earlier." Constance walked with Tony, heading towards the guest rooms at that point. She didn't mind that George didn't really want her in the room while Tony was looking over his wife, and she didn't blame him. However, to her it was suspicious, given everything that was going on.

She walked up the stairs with him, and sighed softly as she had a feeling that the others would want to talk, and that would take some time. She could understand wanting to pass on and share information, but she really wanted to get ready. She looked to Tony and kept close to him. "Are you going to need any help getting ready after you check in on Agatha?"

Camp Lava Lake

Nancy had managed to part ways with her bodyguards, and as much as she wanted nothing more than to crawl into her bunk and go to sleep, she was in dire need of food and water. Seizing took a surprising amount of energy and she was absolutely starving as she made her way into the kitchen, hoping to be able to find a snack or two. She’d eat just about anything. “Hey, Marco - anyway I could grab a quick bite of something?”

Marco looked up from the patties he had been forming and nodded. ”Of course. I think there’s some bread, peanut butter, jelly if you want a sandwich, or chips. Or I could try to whip up something real quickly. What are you feeling?” He set down the pad of ground beef and walked over to the sink and washed off his hands, and smiled over at her. ”Also how are you feeling?”

“I can make myself a PB&J.” Nancy didn’t want him to go out of his way to make something special for her - she just wanted to make sure that whatever she took, it wasn’t going to ruin his meal prep plans. At the question of how she was feeling, she grimaced slightly. “Like my brain went through a blender.”

”You sure? I don’t mind. Besides, I have some time.” Marco finished washing up his hands and went to find the ingredients. He tugged the bread off a shelf, and then found the pb and then the jelly. ”Sorry about your brain. Do you want some water or something to drink? I think there’s instant lemonade mix.”

Nancy shrugged. “It’s fine. I’m pretty used to it at this point… yeah, some water would be great.” She still felt a little awkward about standing there and watching someone make her food, but she was feeling weak from the seizure, so she wasn’t going to protest it too much more. She pulled up a chair and took a seat.

Marco looked at her, and then went to get a glass and filled it with cool water and then slid it over to Nancy. ”Here you go. I’ll get that sandwich out in a jiffy. Do you want the bread toasted or untoasted?” He smiled softly as he pulled out a knife and then a few slices of bread.

”Thanks,” Nancy immediately drained about half of the glass, setting it back down. The relief was quick. The sandpaper feeling of her tongue had gone away and her throat no longer felt like it was shoved full of cotton. ”Um, whichever is easier for you - untoasted is great.”

”Untoasted then.” Marco smiled and then started applying peanut butter to one slice of the bread, before putting jelly on the other, and then gently put them together, and then put them onto a plate and slid it over. ”Here we go. PB and Jelly, just like well… I use to make it. Or Em’s mom I guess.” He chuckled softly and then went to refill her water glass and then sat down next to her.

”Sorry for asking but… does that happen often?” Marco asked softly, and tilted his head softly.

”Thanks,” Nancy offered him a smile, as she accepted the sandwich. It was hard to go wrong with a PB&J sandwich, but it looked delicious all the same. She took another sip of water, before nodding at his question. ”You can ask, I don’t mind. I have about one seizure a week, sometimes more, sometimes less. It’s been that way since Zeke and I were little… Just kinda how my life is, y’know? Some people have to wear glasses all the time, I just sometimes fall to the ground and convulse uncontrollably.”

”I see. But it still… can’t be easy. I am sorry. But, I’ll be here all summer, making pb and js if you need them.” Marco knew it wasn’t much of a comfort but he wanted to offer something more than just nothing.

Nancy shook her head. She understood where the apology came from, but it wasn’t needed all the same. If anyone here understood how it felt, it was probably Marco, Zeke, and Demi. It wasn’t something Nancy could change about herself, even if she wanted to. It was just her life. ”I appreciate it,” she took a bite into the sandwich. ”Tastes killer.”

Marco chuckled softly and then looked over at Nancy. ”Glad you’re enjoying it. I get the feeling that this will be a staple for us between meals. The big meals are not going to be that appetizing. Especially since I saw instant eggs somewhere.” He shivered at that and then chuckled. ”Don’t worry, this whole week that it is us, I’ll make us some gourmet cooking.”

”Oh yeah? I’ve got a soft spot for Mac and Cheese with hot dogs,” Nancy laughed. ”But I can try lobster if you’re doing gourmet.” She finished the PB&J and drained the rest of the water. ”Thank you again - I think I am going to go sleep like the dead, though, now. I’ll catch you later?”

”Yeah, catch you later, and I hope you feel better. And I’ll keep that soft spot in mind.” Marco stood up and picked up the plate and cup. ”Don’t worry about these, I’ll take care of them.”