Pi the Way...

[trustycrowbar]

Who: Everyone
What: Pi Day
Where: Cafeteria
When: March 14th
Warnings: Math jokes

[Oh hey, look, it's Gordon on that video post!]

Faculty and students, a quick message just to say happy Pi Day to everyone!

In honor of the day, I've had some pies brought in from a bakery called the Sugared Sweetroll, over in the city. Should be enough for an entire waveform or two! [Ahahah... hah.] Uh, anyway, there should be something for everyone by the time lunchtime comes around. Enjoy, everyone.

[Action]

[As he says, Nancy is offering slices of honest-to-miyamoto bakery pie along with lunch; everything from apple to key lime to mincemeat (for the adventurous types). Unfortunately, contracting a bakery run by an old wizard has its consequences; the pies contain potions that alter base stats: strength, fortitude, intelligence, etc. So that slice of cherry pie might suddenly make you a GENIUS, or a weakling, for a few hours. Oops.]

Comments

[lovely_wind]

[Flurrie had just not been herself lately, considering everything that had been going on lately. She had been attending work, but her heart wasn't in it. She drifted from place to place and barely paid any attention to the network, which may explain her dour look which turned to confusion as she wandered into the cafeteria.]

Hmm? Oh, my, what's going on in here?

[trustycrowbar]

[Flurrie happens to drift in just as Gordon himself was taking lunch, which basically consists of coffee. He look up and back from his tablet and the magazine he'd been reading on it. His expression is neutral for a moment, the result of multiple STRONG emotions--guilt and vindication for what happened to Eggman, sympathy for her and unresolved sexual tension worry that he may have his face sucked off again after the mistletoe incident--colliding and neutralizing themselves. Ultimately a small half-smile of goodwill wins out.]

It's Pi Day, so I had some pies brought in. It's a... little joke among physicists. Engineers and mathematicians too.

[He's certain Eggman has mentioned something of it himself. However, now's not the time to mention him.]

[lovely_wind]

Oh, it's Pi like the number, that's very clever! That's just the sort of thing that...

[Sorry, Gordon, you tried to be considerate, but she's tearing up anyway.]

O-oh, pardon me, this is so embarassing.

[trustycrowbar]

[Oh. Oh dammit... He sits up, glances about for an awkward millisecond and fumbles for a napkin, handing it to her.]

I'm sorry, Flurrie. I, err, didn't mean for that to upset you.

[lovely_wind]

[She accepts, dabbling at the corners of her eyes.]

Don't worry a minute about it, dahling. It's been a rather rough couple of weeks, you know.

[She is being such a downer she's annoying herself. Flurrie clears her throat loudly to change the subject.]

You know what would be lovely right about now? A slice of one of these marvelous-looking pies!

[trustycrowbar]

[Gordon glances over his shoulder at the pile of pie slices at the counter, and pushes his magazine away.]

Let me see what I can do about that.

[He gets up and heads for the counter. a minute later he returns, with a slice each of key lime and apple, plus two more cups of coffee with various fixings.]

Take your pick, either one. Also some coffee to go with it... These came from a bakery in town. Actually I'm surprised he could come up with so many at once. [He quietly reflects on this for a second, then dismisses it with a wave.] He must've already had extra, or something.