"Sweet, yes. Good if made correctly. Simple recipe."
She answered Haruka before someone else came into the room. The German didn't know who this boy was, but she didn't think much of it... until he started berating the student who had burnt the cookies. Almost instinctively, Chloe's hackles raised. Who did this boy think he was, talking down to this student like he was some kind of idiot? The German bit her tongue and stopped herself from calling him on it and simply continued making her cookies. She used no recipe. She used no solid measurements either. Her style of creation seemed entirely intuitive. The German was quick about it as well, as if she knew her way quite well around the kitchen.
Her cookies were finished just before Ryuta's were, and she leaned on the counter as the cookies began to cool slightly. Once they were properly cooled, Chloe took one of them and placed it on a napkin before placing it down beside Haruka.
"For you, Shikata-san."
She made sure to place it down with enough force that it would make enough sound so Haruka would know where the cookie actually was on the table. Leaning back against the counter with her arms crossed over her chest, the German watched Ryuta as the student left. Calmly, coldly, she spoke across the room to him.
Re: Wednesday
She answered Haruka before someone else came into the room. The German didn't know who this boy was, but she didn't think much of it... until he started berating the student who had burnt the cookies. Almost instinctively, Chloe's hackles raised. Who did this boy think he was, talking down to this student like he was some kind of idiot? The German bit her tongue and stopped herself from calling him on it and simply continued making her cookies. She used no recipe. She used no solid measurements either. Her style of creation seemed entirely intuitive. The German was quick about it as well, as if she knew her way quite well around the kitchen.
Her cookies were finished just before Ryuta's were, and she leaned on the counter as the cookies began to cool slightly. Once they were properly cooled, Chloe took one of them and placed it on a napkin before placing it down beside Haruka.
"For you, Shikata-san."
She made sure to place it down with enough force that it would make enough sound so Haruka would know where the cookie actually was on the table. Leaning back against the counter with her arms crossed over her chest, the German watched Ryuta as the student left. Calmly, coldly, she spoke across the room to him.
"You're wrong."