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Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: A feast of pancakes in honour of Shrove Tuesday.
When: Tuesday March 25th
Where: House 51
Summary: Truly a feast day second only to Christmas!
Rating: PG/PG-13 for language if someone gets burned on the stove or hit by exploding magical pancake batter.

He's got a bit more of an idea about what to expect this year at least, but the kitchen still looks like a disaster area. There's milk and eggs and flour in large quantities, as well as oil for cooking, and a selection of sweet and savory treats to go with the pancakes. He's pretty fond of the bacon ones personally.



[OOC: Max's announcement post here ]

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[250mhzwabl]

JESUS-!

[Yes, that's the latest pancake-peruser starting backward and almost falling over a chair, catching himsef on it with a loud clatter and spinning it between them on instinct. Because bloody hell, talking sea mammal what.]

[sitalion]

[Stefano frowns briefly as he watches the man stumble over the chair. Did he startle the guy? Well, he seems to be all right, so Stefano goes right back to his silly grin as he greets him.]

Hey! Aren't these-a scrumptious?

[He stabs a few stacked pieces with his fork and shoves it into his mouth, chewing and then swallowing with an audible gulp.]

[250mhzwabl]

Ah- yeah. Scrumptious.

[Jack's still staring a bit, because . . . well. You see some weird stuff in Luceti, but this is still definitely a first for him. Straightening the chair, he has a seat as well, lowering himself slowly.]

Would've expected you to go in more for fish, though. No offence.

[sitalion]

I like-a fish, but there aren't any here. So I make do with-a pancakes.

[He stands on a chair, straightening his plate. He's a little short to sit.]

So have you been in-a Luceti for a while?

[250mhzwabl]

[Well. That's. Good of him. Apparently everyone likes pancakes. Whether a zookeeper would yell at you for feeding pancakes to them or not.]

A year and a half. Next month.

[He pulls it together a little and after an uncertain moment offers his hand.]

Sorry, I'm Jack.

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[sitalion]

[Stefano grabs the man's wrist with both flippers, shaking rather hard and energetically, grinning.]

I'mma Stefano, the sea lion juggler from Circo Zaragoza! It's-a nice to meet you, Jack!

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[sitalion]

[Record scratch.]

[Just like that, Stefano freezes, his face frowning. He releases Jack's arm as something belatedly dawns on him.]

Ehh...did-a you say a year and a half?

[Does this mean he'll be stuck here for over a year without being able to get back to his circus? OH NOES!]