Riggins (texasforever) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-05-14 10:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, ezra fitz, tinkerbell |
Who: Ezra Fitz and Tinkerbell
When: Today
Where: Supermarket
What: Running into each other
Rating/Warnings: Low/None
Status: Complete
Ezra was running low on food, not that he cooked much but he knew enough to get by and it was time to restock on some basic items. Which is precisely why he was at the grocery store at the very moment.
He was walking down the cereal aisle - (hey it was one of the easier foods to prepare), when he saw a familiar face. It was that blonde mechanic from the garage where he took his car. Tink, that was her name. He probably wouldn’t have remembered it if it wasn’t the new name of the garage. Being a professor there were already a lot of names for him to remember and they just changed in a few months anyway. He sort of gave up on remembering names all together. “Hey,” he greeted Tink with a smile. “I don’t think I have ever seen you out of the garage.”
Tink was looking for sugary cereal. She was currently debating between the Frozen cereal with marshmallows, and the Avengers cereal with marshmallows. It was likely she’d just end up with Lucky Charms anyway. But she jumped at the sound of his voice, and turned to face him. “Oh… hi.” Fitz? Crap. Now she needed to remember his name. Why was it she was better with car parts than with people names?? “Yeah, just… need breakfast cereal.” Beat. “Ever wonder why they call it breakfast cereal? Is there like, another kind of cereal?”
“No clue,” Ezra replied with a shrug. “It’s a little confining too isn’t it? I eat cereal at all times of the day. Not just breakfast time. I don’t see why they need to label it like that,” though he supposed that could be said for most breakfast foods. Breakfast for dinner was delicious after all.
Breakfast for dinner was one of the best meals of the day, according to Tink. “It’s almost like saying a fruit apple or protein meat or something. tell us something we don’t already know, you know? Not that I only eat cereal at breakfast time, either, but… we know the origin of the thing.”
Tink had a point. “It’s just proof that society is too into labels,” Ezra shrugged. “Or the food gods just figured we weren’t bright enough to remember the origin of cereal once we started eating it all different times of the day.”
“Yeah.” Tink said, frowning softly. “We really are obsessed with labels, aren’t we?” Then again, thinking that there were gods up there who controlled all the food was really entertaining, too. She grinned at that. “We really are stupid, too.”
“So maybe a little of both then?” he laughed picking out a box of regular old cheerios and frosted flakes for himself. “Really though, I don’t know what I would do without cereal. It’s the perfect meal or snack. Especially for someone who doesn’t cook much.”
“It’s really, really hard to fuck up cold cereal and cold milk. Then again, it’s possible. You always have to smell the milk before you pour. Because it’s a shame to waste perfectly good cereal if the milk’s gone bad.” Tink said, frowning a bit. “Actually, I think I need milk, too.”
“You also have to get the cereal to milk portion right. You don’t want your cereal to be too soggy, or too dry.” It was a science really. Cereal pouring. “It’s unfortunate that milk goes bad so quickly. You can’t exactly stock up on it. I’m out of milk too.”
“I could do soy milk or something. That’s got a longer shelf life.” It didn’t work as well as regular milk did with the cereal application, but it would do in a pinch. Besides, slightly watery, soy milk was much better than curdles of spoiled milk on cereal.
“I think I’d rather just buy new milk. Though I usually finish the milk before it goes bad.” Ezra wasn’t a very big fan of soy milk.
“I never go through enough milk in time.” But hey, with Anders staying over more often, maybe she would. “Maybe I should just get smaller milk containers.” Duh, Tink.
“That would work. No need to waste your money on a whole gallon if you don’t need it,” Ezra usually opted for a half gallon himself. “That’s a lot of cereal anyway. Broaden your food choices and all.”
“Yeah. I use it for cereal and mac and cheese,” Tink admitted. “Because the stuff from the box just isn’t as good when you make it with water.” ...actually it was pretty disgusting when you made it with water. “Ooh, and pancake mix. Need eggs, too, for that.”
“Then you should certainly be using all your milk,” she did use it for quite a few things it seemed like. “Well I’ll let you get back to your shopping. Before you forget all the ingredients you just named,” he smirked. “It was nice seeing you again, Tink.”
“And you, too, Ezra.” Tink grinned softly, glad she’d remembered his name. That would be awkward, right? “Enjoy your cereal.” She added, then turned to wander off down the aisle. She needed milk and eggs, and pancake mix!