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Maybelline Bennett ([info]whycantyoubetru) wrote in [info]inpoormerit,
@ 2010-03-08 20:59:00

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Entry tags:belle, belle and cordelia, cordelia

Comfort Food
WHO: Belle and Delia
WHERE: Diner at the center of town
WHEN: Around 1pm

Luckily, the food was pretty much gone by the time Belle had shown up. That saved her some clean up. So she'd rummaged through the diner's kitchen and came up with the fixings for fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy. She wasn't certain what to make for dessert, maybe she'd just whip up a batch of sugar cookies. Something light after the heavy food.

Mercifully, her mp3 player had made the trip with her, along with the little speaker charger thingy for it. She had it turned up quite a bit as she cooked, letting the familiar comforting music take away some of her stress.

Right now, it was playing the Beatles Dear Prudence, a song she knew all too well. As she mixed up the batter for the chicken, she was singing along, her powerful voice easy to hear over the John Lennon's.

"Dear Prudence open up your eyes
Dear Prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence won't you open up your eyes?
"



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[info]stillhealing
2010-03-11 01:29 am UTC (link)
"You're fun to hang out with too, Belle." Delia said, smiling. "I'm so glad we're not on this island all alone." Delia began to grease cookie sheets and spoon out batter. She had completely guessed for all the proportions, but she'd made chocolate chip cookies enough times to be confident that they'd turn out okay. "And maybe we'll make more new friends at dinner tonight." She wasn't quite as concerned with that, though. Now that she had one person she knew, she was content.

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[info]whycantyoubetru
2010-03-11 01:37 am UTC (link)
"Thanks, darlin'," Belle said. As far as she was concerned, Grace had two friends, because Cooper would just adore the sweet little gal. It was one of the many reasons she was sad she could have never give him children. Cooper would have been a great daddy, he was set on taking care of everybody he ran across.

"Here's hopin'," she agreed. "Now find us another song to sing to!" Belle rarely encountered people who would sing with her and she was damned bound and determined to enjoy it.

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[info]stillhealing
2010-03-11 01:48 am UTC (link)
Dalia laughed lightly. She liked singing with Belle too, and she didn't mind playing second fiddle at all. In fact, she liked making up harmonies. "More Ella?" She asked, fiddling with the MP3 player. She flipped through the songs and paused on the bluesy piano intro of "Stormy Weather."

"Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky" she crooned, grinning at Belle. "Stormy weather since my man and I ain't together, keeps raining all the time."

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