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This message Coffee Talk was posted by Cheryl (Inspired by true events) on Tuesday, May 14, 2002 at 15:36.
"I smell coffee!" Lisa proclaimed as she rounded the corner into the kitchen. Cheryl handed her a large mug freshly filled with the brew of the goddesses and poured another one for herself before collapsing onto a kitchen chair. Wordlessly, she pulled a cookie from the newly opened bag on the table and popped it into her mouth.
"Uh-oh....oreos and coffee....how many do you think we can eat before...."
"Methinks the divine bounty of the gods doth reside within yonder room!" bellowed Donar moments before he entered, skidding on the linoleum from enthusiastic momentum. Lisa managed to snag a couple before Donar grasped two handfuls of chocolatey goodness and crammed some into his mouth.
"Hon...I think Visionary is trying to repair the TV remote before NTU finds out it's broken and 'upgrades' it...could you try to keep him out of trouble?" Donar's face fell as Cheryl spoke... a rather pathetic look, what with the crumbs still clinging to his beard. "Just see that he doesn't accidentally solder Fleabot to it or something. You can take the oreo's with you."
"Thine merest wish is a mighty command," Donar bowed to Lisa, proceeded to leave a black smudge where he kissed her hand and bowled out of the room.
"You let him take the oreos?" Lisa asked in disbelief.
Cheryl opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a tub of cool whip and another package of cookies. "Yeah, why not....I had a spare. Old engineering habit: Always backup the important stuff." She winked and dipped one of the oreos into the creamy goodness, popping it into her mouth and chewing with her eyes twinkling in delight.
"Goodness, how long has it been since we could sit down and have a cup of coffee in such quiet?"
Cheryl laughed softly, looking around the condo's kitchen. "Well, we had the whole incident of the condo being buried, rescuing Donar from the island of the Amazons, then forcing him to give up the drag, and oc course the teaching jobs. Who's had time?"
"Well, at least we've come this far with most of the school still standing. I'd say we certainly earned a cookie."
"And then some. Remember that program I was convinced to set up at the last-minute?"
"The Science Olymparama for the Junior Future National Aspiring Astronauts of America?"
"Yeah, that one... remind me not to let Vizh name them anymore. Anyway, I should have let NTU take on that little project" said Cheryl.
"We both know, not only could we have not afforded the lawsuit, but it would have been the public relations nightmare of the century... and the century's just begun! Besides, it's questionable what kind of experience he could offer them, what with that funny thing NASA has about getting their astronauts back mostly whole."
"Yeah, but it hasn't exactly gone as well as I planned."
"Well, it couldn't have gotten any worse since the regional competition. You turned out fairly unscathed after Visionary and those kids spray-painted your hair those hideous school colours. It came out after only a few dozen showers. And your hair is still blonde after the state competition..."
"The problem is, their project got considered for a national competition."
"Oh, that's too....wait... Isn't that a good thing?"
"Yes, usually... and considering some of our students, something of a miracle to boot. But after that hair-colour fiasco that Visionary started at the first competition, the kids were begging to do the same at the state competition. I told them no, and to keep them from whining, I told them that if they made it to the national level, I would dye my hair to match their school colours."
"Oh...but that will look so striking on you," said Lisa, though Cheryl thought there was a suspicious twinkle in her eyes.
"That may be, but can you imagine the image projected by a public-relations person with teal and purple hair?" Cheryl gave Lisa a mock-glare as the lawyer tried to hide her smile behind her hand. "Serves you right if hot coffee comes out your nose" she pointed out. "Oh, well....it can't be any worse than standing up in that dang manga-cat costume Visionary has made so popular. And it *is* in the name of kids and science."
"Hey, the cat costume is both an inspiration and a scientific wonder in itself..." began Lisa, then popped another oreo into her mouth. "Well, how 'bout this... we make it so that everyone acts like your hair colour is normal around Visionary and we all enjoy watching him slowly go insane. Make the situation work for you, I always say."
Cheryl laughed. "He's definitely right about one thing. You *are* evil." Cheryl took a demure sip of her coffee, her eyes sparkling over the rim of her mug. "Of course, it would have to be solely for the purposes of scientific observation, you understand..."
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