Who: Elle and open for anyone else What: Baking pot brownies When: Evening, May 13th Where: The community kitchen Warnings: Reefer madness!
Elle had never been one to do any kind of drugs. Her father had verbally expressed that he needed her in a clear state of mind during all company assignments and an assignment could pop up without even a moment’s notice. She figured that since she was trapped somewhere far away from any company facility that a little dabbling couldn’t hurt. Bob Bishop didn’t have to know what his good little girl did in her off time.
She pulled a pan of fudgey brownies out of the open, leaning over to get a good whiff of that chocolatey smell. The last time she’d shared baked goods with someone it had been an assignment - No room for play or actually enjoying things. This, she figured, everyone could appreciate.
Though she was without a cent, people seemed to be so nice. She’d gotten all the marijuana she needed for the recipe without paying at all. Of course she had promised the dealer a brownie if he chose to show up.
Elle sliced the brownies into squares, piling the special treats onto a big plate that sat on the kitchen’s counter looking quite inviting. She slid a brownie onto a napkin for herself, taking her time to relish the chocolate treat.