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[A flour-covered Phoenix may be found in the kitchen bright and early on March 7, adorned with a yellow and white striped apron, and merrily rolling out cookie dough. His journal is open nearby, and he's talking over it.]

So, it's Purim! Or at least, it will be tonight. I don't think it counts for very much here, since the castle seems to be pretty choosy about what holidays it celebrates, but I wanted to make hamantaschen anyway. So, uh, anybody who wants some, please let me know!

[There's a delay as he's cutting out circles from the dough, and then a splatter of prune filling on the journal.]

...if you don't know what they are, they're cookies with fruit filling in the center. These are prune flavored. Don't knock it til you try it, but I can make apricot, too.

[And with that, he goes back to making his cookies, plopping the filling into the center of each one and pinching the cookies into triangle shapes. When finished, they'll look a bit like this, though considerably less perfectly-shaped. A couple are definitely still round.]

Hey, uh--Maya? I need to ask you something.

[A lengthy pause]

...what's going on with you and that Wheatley guy?

I made you a batch of hamantaschen. Lots of different flavors. I'm in the kitchen if you want to come get them, or I can bring them to you later.

((ooc: Jewish!Phoenix is headcanon, not actual canon. The more you know.))

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That happened to me when I first got here--couldn't talk for a couple of months. Then I guess the castle got bored with that, or something, because now I can talk but I don't remember my best friend, even though people try to tell me about him. Weird, huh?

[~~rambling lawyer is rambling~~]

'Your loss changed?'

[What. He'd like to know what this is about. He'd love his voice back.

Carpal Tunnel is going to set in one of these days and he's going to break something when eh can't write.]

It did. ...because I fell out a window and I was in a coma for a week!

[ALL THE LAUGHING; this is really amusing to him.]

[He was thrown out of a window and choked half to death and his voice still hasn't come back. The castle sure is picky.

And maybe sporting some favoritism.]

'How lucky. However, I can attest that falling or being thrown out a window is entirely unpleasant.'

It wasn't exactly a blast, but I lived, so it was okay.

[Shrug]

You fell out a window too?

'Thrown out.'

Thrown out?? Holy crap, that sounds terrifying.

'In the end, I'm just fine aren't I? The man responsible came out a tad worse than I did, at least.'

I guess that's some relief, then...

[The more Jade talks, the more Phoenix is feeling sorry for him. His "befriend this person" radar is pinging. ~~Run while you can, Jade~~]

[Jade seems to make the motion of laughter, but no sound came out save for what sounded like a whispering noise.]

'Oh, no one got seriously hurt, in all, it was some fun to liven up the day.'

[~~Oh dear, better pack up then.~~]

Well at least you can look back on it with a pretty good sense of humor... and from what I've seen, if that's the worst that happens to you while you're here, you're probably doing pretty well.

'So far, it's the residents providing much of the entertainment.'

Well, I don't know how much good I am for that, but I can provide cookies, at least?

'Cookies are good as well.'

Seems the apricot batch is just about finished now... care to be a taste tester?

'I don't see why not.'

[He nods then, and is all business for a moment, taking the cookies out of the oven and prodding at them with a spatula until he's sure they're quite done and ready to come off the cookie sheet. He removes them to a plate and then takes one, on its own little napkin, over to Jade.]

There you go. Let it cool; I'll get you some orange juice. They're best with orange juice.

[And he's off to the refrigerator to do just that.]

[Jade watches him scurry about, adjusting his glasses as he examined the treat that had been placed in front of him.]

[He returns once again with the orange juice and a cookie for himself.]

Well...?

[And then stares. He's just waiting for an opinion on his "fine" work, now.]

[People seem to have this tendency to watch him while he eats, but he does munch down on the cookie, giving it a moment to taste.]

'Definitely different, but not in a bad way.'

Glad you like them!

[Thoroughly pleased with this reaction, he munches on his own cookie after blowing on it to cool it down.]

You can have more if you want them. Help yourself.

[A chuckle, and Jade takes another one after he sips the orange juice.]

'If you insist'

Too bad cookies are about all I can make... do you cook?

'I do.'

Yeah? You're probably pretty good at it, huh?

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