[D6, EM, mess hall, open] Rule 1: Caff up.

[Dorgan Bruun]

Bruun chuckles happily. "I appreciate it. But I hope I ain't only coming to see you when I'm down. Might start to feeling down on purpose, just so you can pick me up."

[Colette Rupelle]

"You can visit me anytime Bruun." She smiled and patted his shoulder. "You don't need to be down, just hungry." She giggled.

[Dorgan Bruun]

It's fortunate that Bruun hadn't just taken a drink of coffee, as he might have choked on it. Appreciative of the pat on the shoulder, and also flustered by it, he takes a moment to respond.

"Ahem. Uh, that's... That's a dangerous thing to say to a mechwarrior, Colette. We, um, are known for having quite the appetite."

[Colette Rupelle]

"Zat is why I am here for. I hope you have enjoyed ze menu so far." She giggled. "Here... " She gave him one of the cookies she baked the previous night.

[Dorgan Bruun]

"Thank you," he says, happily sampling the cookie.

"And yes, everything's been great so far. I, uh, I reckon I'm eager to try whatever you put in front of me," he says, his tone showing a more intentional choice of words this time.

[Colette Rupelle]

Colette clapped. "I wonder if we can fish in ze frigid waters... it would be somezing to experiment with... to filet a fresh fish."

[Dorgan Bruun]

Bruun smiles. This is great. If we're really talking about food, win for me. If we're talking about something else, bigger win.

"If you're cooking up something, Colette, I'll be at the front of the line to try it," he says confidently. "Uh, how do you reckon you'd cook this potential fish?"

[Colette Rupelle]

She gave it a thought. "A nice fish and chips, some empanadas and a nice fish broth... Maybe a paella." The girl mused. She shook her head. "Zat is just wishful thinking, Bruun. Just like ze turkey dinner." She sighed.

[Dorgan Bruun]

The sigh is perhaps the least cheerful he's seen her, including the faux scolding for hijacking cups from the m mess hall for his impromptu bar, and it doesn't sit well. He scratches his beard thoughtfully.

"Turkey dinner? Sounds like a good goal to me," he encourages. "We just need to find the bird, fish, whatever, and you can do something with it, right? Er, assuming there's enough for a group meal." Bruun looks a little more thoughtful as he realizes the scale of Colette's work. Imagine what she could cook for just me...

[Colette Rupelle]

"Oh, I can make wonders even wiz just a small piece of meat." She smiled. "You'll be surprised by what I can make with just field rations." The girl giggled.