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Does anyone in my Spanish class have any food allergies? I'm going shopping for Friday's class and I don't want to accidentally send anyone to ER. It's Cinco de Mayo this Saturday, a little fun is in order.

[Grocery Store]

[Caroline's pushing a cart through the produce section, picking up the makings for salsa and other goodies for her class. It does look a bit odd, as she's picking up a ridiculous amount of tomatoes, onions, cilantro, and other produce. Either her household goes through a lot of vegetables or she's up to something.]

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Yo, teach. I don't really have any that I know of. You plannin' a party?

We'll call it a class on applied Spanish or something, but it sounds like a good excuse to do something different.

I'm sure you guys get sick of sitting in chairs with textbooks all day. I know I get bored.

Sounds like a plan t' me. Anything's better than sittin' in those chairs. Sure the class is interesting but yeah, it's better than listenin' t' some drone talk about the birds in bees like it's some groovy thing an' do the bunny-hop in gym class.

Need me t' bring anything?

It's not all that great staring at a room full of kids and knowing most of them aren't really learning and are just going to do whatever I say.

I think I'll have all of the stuff we'll need for food, though it might be nice if there was something to drink. In case people get something spicier than they really wanted.

Huh, I can handle that. I'd bring beer but it's not that kinda party.

[He chuckles.]

I'll bring punch. Not big on the pop thing. They'll have t' bring their own if they want that.

No beer on school grounds. I'm not getting busted for encouraging the delinquency of a bunch of minors or whatever else they'd call it.

Don't spike the punch, either. Drunk drones would be sad, not funny.

[He laughs at the thought.]

Yep. That's all we need. Staggerin' drunk drones drollin' on about their miserable lives an' cryin' t' Patsy Cline. That's a pretty pathetic picture. I'll leave the vodka and rum out.

Would they even sell you rum and vodka in this place? What was the legal drinking age in the 1950's?

Pfft, no. I get it from my mum figure here. She's pretty cool as long as I don't go all stupid with it. 'Sides, I was messin' with ya.

I feel like I'm missing out, hanging out with the drones at my place. Peaceful, sure, but they seem kind of helpless sometimes.

Ooh, yeah, I can see the problem with that. I'm not eighteen yet, but you can get it pretty easy though. They don't check I.D.'s here if ya tell the clerks that you're buyin' for your mum or pop. A li'l trick, it's easy t' get just about anything except condoms. Don't ask me how I know that.

I'm one of the 'mom's so I can just go in and grab whatever. I figured that out the first night I was here when I grabbed the husband's wallet and went to get a bottle of tequila.

. . . la la la la I don't want to know about you buying condoms.

Good 'cause I don't wanna explain it.

[He laughs.]

You're stuck with a drone hubby? Ouch. I think that'll drive anyone t' drink. I got a drone sister an' she drives me nuts.

Yeah, and a drone kid. It makes for a peaceful household, but a very creepy one. There's such a thing as too perfect, and they honestly like the most bland food.

Yeah, that's not very pleasant in the sense of perfection. We all got our own views of it. Ew on the food bit though. I'd hate not havin' bologna sandwiched with just mayo an' nothin' else. Had that happen once and it's gross. They seem t' like green bean casserole an' meatloaf a lot.

Bologna sandwiches with just mayo? That sounds horrible. But this guy likes pot roast and keeps saying I know how to make the best pot roast ever. Not that I know how to make one at all.

It's gross. Yeah, you could feed 'im burnt toast an' salt lick an' he'll still think you're the best cook in town. Trust me on this one. I said that same shit when I was droned and my mum isn't that great a cook. If it's not me doin' it, it's my pop.

I'm still going to feel bad if he gets food poisoning or malnutrition. Besides, I want to eat half way decent, so I might as well cook halfway decent. I'll just tell him its pot roast next time, see if he buys it.

Yeah, that's where I fall in too. I can't do that to my drone li'l sister either.

[this is the second time Once-ler's been out to the store in the last week - a very big accomplishment indeed. it's getting easier to go outside, but not by much; he still keeps to himself and makes no move to engage others unless he's spoken to first, but that's by no means a bad thing for him.

today, he's picking up ingredients to make crepes. on his way to the fruit aisle, he passes Caroline's cart and briefly glances in her direction, making a sour face at all the tomatoes and onions she's loading her buggy up with.]

Ew...

[She looks up, brow furrowing at the commentary.]

What, ew? These are the basics for any kind of good cooking.

[...oh. just when he thought he could sneak away. was he really that loud...?]

Not a tomato fan, sorry.

[but now that he thinks about it...she sounds really familiar. he quirks a brow at her, looking her over.]

...Stupid question, but do I know you?

Eating just tomatoes isn't that great, but the stuff you make with them is great.

[She cocks her head, looking at him for a second.]

You sound familiar. I'm Caroline Martinez.

The only good things I can think of are pizza and spaghetti. I guess I can agree with that.

- Oh! [he looks a little more at ease even if he isn't quite on the way to a smile yet.] I'm Once-ler. You were roped into teaching that class, right? Your head hasn't exploded yet so I take it you're getting into the swing of things pretty well, huh?

Add salsa, chili, and shrimp scampi to that list. This is mostly to make salsa.

[She grins and holds out a hand to shake.] Nice to meet you for real, Once-ler. My head hasn't exploded yet, I haven't gotten lost in a couple days, I guess that means I'm settling in.

Jeeze, who're you trying to get back at here? That's all way too spicy.

[wimpy handshake, get!]

Same here; at least until the next big disaster. I figured you would've taken my advice about the baseball bat by now.

I'm going to make mild salsa, too. Food has to have some flavor to it, you can't just eat things with no spice at all.

Considered the baseball bat, decided to take your other advice instead and feed my students. We'll see how that works out.

What's Cinco de Mayo?

Technically its the anniversary of the Battle of Puebla in Mexico, but it's mostly an excuse to get drunk on Mexican beer and eat a lot of Mexican food these days. It's a fun holiday and since I'm teaching the Spanish class, it's a bit of Mexican culture for them.

Ah...

[ Some thinking goes here. She knows the kids probably don't want to have boring lectures and everything else all the time, so maybe... ]

Do ye teach at th' high school, love?

Yeah. Are you a teacher there, too?

Aye. I teach World History 'n coincidentally, I just got t' Mexican history in th' class. So, lemme propose somethin' t' ye -- wanna have both our classes together fer th' day t' give 'em a taste of Mexican culture, as well as th' historical aspects o' it?

And have more eyes to make sure they don't fling hot peppers at each other? Sounds like a win-win scenario. Do you think we can take over the cafeteria for the extra room?

I don't think they'll mind. Seems like they wanna encourage us t' work together or somethin'.

We'll just call it a team building exercise or some other crap that makes it sound like we're being proactive and uplifting or . . . something.

I'm Caroline Martinez.

I like how ye think.

I'm Captain Ambrosia Gray of th' Bloody Mary. Nice to meet ya, Caroline.

Nice to meet you . . . is it Captain Gray, then?

Aye, it would if me rank meant anythin' here, but ye can call me Ambrosia.

It'd take a lot more than food to bring me down.

So I'll put you down as being able to try whatever I bring in.

Do you need us to bring anything?

If you feel like adding anything, I'll give you extra credit.

Not that it matters, since everyone's getting A's anyway.

Now this is the kind of school I could get behind.

You know. If it weren't obviously evil.

[He's not in the Spanish class, but he's not going to let that stop him!]

Oh man, you're going to make food! I knew I'd picked the right woman to be my wife, just tell me when and where!

You're going to end up with a restraining order.

Don't be like that, you know that my rugged charm is going to win you over one day.

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