Bazinga! (Elisia.)

[Guy Roeby]

Perhaps they could share dirty iPod secrets some time, once Guy was brave enough to ask. It could be fun.

Guy pretended not to notice when Ellie snuck some of the cookie dough into her mouth. "You know," he started, never once looking her way, "my mom always says that eating too much raw cookie dough will make you sick." He finally looked at Ellie, teasing in his eyes. "Raw eggs."

"Good, then we can be..." he let the sentence trail, because he was going to end it with friends, but he didn't want to be friends. Well, he did, but he wanted to be more than that! Stupid brain, stupid mouth, speaking before he could think.

"Yep, now my secret's out," his voice turned into a hushed whisper, "don't tell anyone." Well, she was willing to go along with his antics - that was a good thing right? Laughing, Guy shrugged. "That's cool with me, just means I get more cookies."

When the timer went off, Guy put on the oven mitts and carefully took the lasagna out, his tongue out slightly in concentration. He was not going to botch this up too. Resetting the oven so it would be ready for the cookies, he closed the door with his knee and set the lasagna pan down. "Ready to see how awesome this tastes?" He asked, taking his mitts off and smiling at her. "Ladies first!"

[Elisia Lark]

Gosh she was terrified to know how he’d take to the whole sharing iPod secrets, especially with some of the guilty pleasures she had. It may be fun, but it would also be terribly embarrassing. Could she tell him about her NKTOB song that she just recently fell in love with?

Ellie blushed like crazy and looked around innocently, “Huh, that’s an interesting fact.” She glanced at him and let out a laugh. “Don’t knock it ‘til you’ve tried it. My dad says that if big buff guys can eat raw eggs without all the sugar and sweets, then there’s nothing wrong with a little cookie dough,” She could imagine just the way Patrick would say it, too. Hand on his hip, chicken-neck and a snap. She loved him. Elisia scooped some onto her finger and held it out for him, “Try and you’ll see just how great it is.” Bold move for her, that was odd.

Tilting her head to the side, she waited for him to finish. “Uhm…friends?” What else was there? Not friends? In order to be more than friends wasn’t it necessary to be friends still? She was confusing herself with all of the random thoughts, so she just left it at that. Friends. “Oh I won’t. Pinkie promise,” She held out her pinkie in all seriousness. No one ever breaks pinke promises and if they did…it was blasphemy.

Elisia pondered her response. Cookies or lasagna? “Tough choice, how about we split it up equally instead,” She smirked and stepped back as he pulled the pan out of the oven. Her eyes slid shut as the scent filled her nostrils. They were a good team, even with the quirks. “Yay!” She sought out a plate and spatula to dish out each plat and decided on the one with the most cheese oozing from the noodles. She blew on the piece she cut off before shoving it in her mouth. Her expression turned thoughtful for a moment…or several.

[Guy Roeby]

Guy laughed, wondering who was right in the end, and, if it really mattered. "Do they, do they really? I mean, I'm pretty big and buff and I always listen to what my momma tells me," he said, smirking over at her. It's not like she ate raw eggs every day, this wouldn't hurt her in the long run. "Uh," he said, glancing at the offered finger and back to her, "what, am I just supposed to lick it right off your finger?" He chuckled nervously.

"Yeah," he said, glad she was finishing it for him, "let's start with that." Finally, it felt like he had said something right without looking like a dork or a perv. Holding out his pinky, Guy took the swear with a grin.

"Deal. But don't forget to leave some for Adri, Cookie Monster," he said, taking one of the plates she served up. Damn, it was going to be hard to actually pretend like he had manners right now... Guy laughed at the look on her face. "Either it's really good, or it's really hot." He said, before taking a bite into his own mouth and chewing away. "Yup, knew it - it's both." He smirked to himself and leaned over the counter while he ate.

"So, who's doing dishes?" He asked, the oven beeping as the new temperature set, and he put the cookies in next. He set the timer, knowing that if these burnt, they would be goners in bribing Adri. Who would want burnt cookies?

[Elisia Lark]

Ellie would argue through and through for her father. Not that she needed to, he was plenty sassy and stubborn enough to hold his own. “Well I dunno, I mean are you really all that big and buff?” Was that flirty? Callie had helped her a bit with this sort of thing, but it all boiled down to delivery. What if she hadn’t said it flirtatiously enough? His eyes went from her finger to her face and she tried to keep from blushing too much. Flirt. It was all about flirting. “If you think I have cooties, no. It’s not like you’re going to get a disease,” Oh nice. Real flirty that turned out to be. She sighed and started pulling her finger back with a defeated look.

Start out? What could the go to after that? What was he thinking about? Ellie needed to stop otherwise her brain would explode. She hooked her pinkie with his and smiled.

“Good point, she can take my half,” She laughed. As she chewed and finally swallowed the food in her mouth she nodded. “Definitely both. Though my taste buds are about as singed as this dress so I can’t taste a whole lot right now,” She fanned her mouth before taking another cooler bite. Before long, she finished and placed the dish in the sink.

Elisia nudged him out of the way once he was cookie-less and the door was closed, “I am. You play dj while I finish up.”

[Guy Roeby]

Guy nodded. "Well I'm not Mr. Universe or anything..." He wouldn't really directly flatter himself in front of everyone. But come on, he played on the football team! That had to say something! Grinning slightly, Guy didn't want to make her feel bad, but he didn't really want to lick her finger, and it was kind of too late for that now. Oh well, maybe next time. Instead, he dipped his own finger into the bowl and had some. "You're right," he said, nudging her a bit, "this is dee-lish."

Guy laughed along with her. "I was thinking she could get a third, you know, then at least we get some and I don't get most of them." He wasn't going to steal more cookies than he needed to.

Guy nommed through his piece in not time flat and was on to another one when she nudged him. He caught his plate as it shifted in his hands before it fell. "Sheesh, no need to tell me twice," he said, watching her go to the sink, it took him more than a few attempts before he could pick a song. She was just too distracting, and it was easier to look at her when she wasn't looking back.

"I hope uh, thatyouhadfun." He said, the last bit coming out as one, elongated word.

[Elisia Lark]

Ellie smiled, “You’re not exactly scrawny though either.” Not by a long shot. He was well-muscled, not bulky, but not skinnier than her either. It was a good combination and she really wanted to know what it would be like hugging him or something. Dancing was one thing, but it wasn’t the closest you could get to someone. When she pulled her finger back, she rinsed it off, her face looking like a hurt puppy. Why had she been so stupid? That wasn’t her, she wasn’t bold or daring. She should have stuck with awkward and unsocial, then she wouldn’t be in this mess. He nudged her and she looked up, trying to give him at least a half smile. It barely reached her eyes though. “Told you,” She said with a slight smirk.

Looking at the pan of lasagna and back to the cookies, “I would be better off with none, dancers need to keep their figure and this isn’t helping.” Elisia laughed and shrugged, “But thirds work, too.”

Humming to the NKTOB song she had stuck in her head while she waited for him to pick a song, she scrubbed at the dishes thoughtfully. Ellie couldn’t understand why people hated it so much, it relaxed her when she was cleaning or organizing something, not that she had OCD or anything. She glanced over her shoulder at him and smiled, “I did, even with all the craziness.”

[Guy Roeby]

Guy snorted a laugh. "Well that's good to hear," he said, watching her with vivid eyes. Ellie had a certain grace to her, she moved as though she were always listening to music. Even when she was watching her hands, she was inviting. Guy didn't want to make her feel awkward, but he wasn't gonna lick her finger either, they barely knew each other and that action seemed kind of... intimate. He was blushing just thinking about it.

"Come on girl, live a little." He said it comfortably. "You've got a fine figure, and I can't eat all this by myself." He hadn't even realized that he hit on her because it was the first thing he said. Besides, he played football, he should probably be paying more attention to what he ate too.

"Craziness tends to follow me around," he admitted, because it was best she know now. Finally deciding on a song, Guy checked on the cookies, singing along to the song. "Should I pack any of this up for you?" He asked in between lyrics, almost as if the question was part of the song. He smiled at her, wondering if maybe she was thinking the same thing he was - when could they see each other again?

[Elisia Lark]

Yeah, Elisia felt like a total creep with what she had just attempted. How was it that some girls could actually pull stuff like that off? She supposed it was all about sex appeal and she had next to none. It was hard being confident, let alone having any sex appeal whatsoever. Ellie wouldn’t be surprised if she died a virgin at the rate she was going. She couldn’t even flirt naturally with someone. One would think she’d be an expert with two fathers that were great flirters, but without having her mother around, she didn’t understand how girls were supposed to approach straight men.

Looking at him in a bit of surprise, she smiled faintly and laughed, “Oh don’t worry, you won’t be eating this all by yourself. My metabolism does alright and until it doesn’t, I will forever eat like a cow.” It really was a good thing she was a dancer and had a dancer’s figure without worrying so much about what she ate. Some girls had problems with that.

Ellie was sad to know that the date was winding down. Even with all of the awkwardness, she guessed it was all a part of getting to know someone. She really didn’t want to part ways with him though. “Uh yeah, might as well. If anything Levi, Kodah and Adri can help me eat my half so I’m not eating it for weeks,” She laughed and finished up with the dishes, nodding her head along with the music. It was just loud enough to cover up his voice a little, but she could still hear the difference and she liked it. He was actually really great.

[Guy Roeby]

Oh come on, it wasn't that Ellie wasn't attractive. Really it was the opposite, but the fake flirting didn't really make Guy go crazy, not like her real personality did anyways. He knew those types of girls. Girls like Penny, and he wasn't interested. Guy was falling for who Ellie was, and being like every other girl just threw a wrench into whatever natural course this was taking. Even though he was a doofus sometimes, he wouldn't change it.

Guy let out a laugh. "Cows are very noble creatures," he said, and if you really thought about it, they were. They gave the whole of the human race nourishment, that was pretty impressive, though he supposed any animal's milk would do... Shaking his head, he tried to keep his focus on her. "My mom always watches what she eats so when you meet her, don't mention that you can eat whatever you want, she'll be insanely jealous." He managed a smile though - his mom always took her dancing so seriously...

Packing half of the lasagna into a glass container, Guy only smiled - Ellie was a sweetheart, already planning on sharing with her friends. The time went off for the cookies and he took them out. His stomach was satisfied, but there was always room for dessert! He set them on the oven to cool.

[Elisia Lark]

Ellie didn’t know how to flirt. This whole situation was new to her and she didn’t know how to go about it. Fake flirting was the only flirting she could manage and she was just using stuff she’d read about or been told that guys liked from girls that knew what they were doing. Girls like Adrian and Callie for instance. Both of them were so good with guys, they practically had them falling over themselves trying to get the girls’ attention. Elisia wished she had that affect on men. She never felt comfortable around people let alone boys. What was she supposed to do?

She laughed and rolled her eyes slightly at him, “Well I mean, I guess they are.” He was silly and she found it pretty fun talking to him. Ellie tilted her head to the side, “Oh, well I mean, it’ll eventually catch up to me and I’ll be as fat as a cow so she has nothing to worry about.” Because she was sure she probably wouldn’t stop eating the way she did.

Elisia pulled her hair over to the side and leaned against the counter while she waited for the cookies to cool. Small talk wasn’t her strong suit so she just stayed quiet and occasionally glanced at him.

[Guy Roeby]

Picking up a cookie, Guy took a bite and practically melted right there. "Oh man, these are perfect. Crispy on the outside, gooey on the inside." He smiled brightly at her, as though this perfection was her doing. "A few of these won't turn you into a cow, you'd have to have a species change for that," he said with a grin, offering a few cookies to her.