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Steel Wolf · **04-30-2015, 12:37 PM**

Snarl nodded a few times, lips pursing in thought at the challenge. A feeling of flight...a daring challenge from the diminutive Lalafell.

He stood himself up slowly, mind racing a few million malms an hour at the idea, his fingers drumming on the cutting board as he considered the request. His ears then perked upright as realization struck. Grinning, he spun around to face the crowd, pointing out and roaring.

"GNOOCCHIIII AFLREEEDOOOOOO!!"

He hurriedly reached into a crate as his dancers dutifully began to ready the serviceware as before. Snarl unearthed several green, leafy herbs and a tube of what looked like a dough. Spinning his knife between his fingers, he rolled the herbs into a tight bundle and began to chiffonade them as he spoke to the crowd.

"Gnocchi...a unique and delightful, pillowy dumpling-like pasta. It practically eats up whatever you put into it..." With that sentence, he began to roll the dough log into the pile of cut herbs. "...and combined with a bright, tangy alfredo cheese sauce, and you, my dear Ququki, will feel like you're eating sunshine and clouds!"

With that, Snarl lifted the herbed log of dough up with the cutting board, and cut it into small cylinders, scraping them into the boiling water. He moved to another small saucepan, stirring together butter, flour and milk until it scalded and thickened, then he grated a rich, pale cheese into the saucepan. With a flourishing sprinkle of pepper into the saucepan, he pulled the gnocchi, plated it and covered it in a generous helping of rich, white Alfredo sauce. The plate looked for all the world like it was holding a puffy fairweather cloud.

The twin dancers brought the plate to Ququki, both kneeling down to present the dish to her.

"Now, eat, my lovely! Eat, and fly through the clouds and into the sun!!"

Cliodhna Eoghan · **04-30-2015, 02:40 PM**

Catching the wink, she flashed a smile and a small wave, chuckling lightly. Listening to Ququiki's request was interesting; flying was an marvel on it's own but how would that translate into a dish?

The answer was quickly shouted, the words echoing off the tall buildings of Ruby Road as the blonde chef already started preparing her meal. Curiosity piqued, Cliodhna watched him artfully turn raw ingredients into a finished meal rather swiftly while still sustaining the flair he had when calling to the crowd.

Once the finished dish was presented to the small Dunesfolk, Cliodhna shifted the bag once again to add her applause with the rest that had started cheering.

Star Lin · **04-30-2015, 08:28 PM**

Kestlona came out of the Quicksand, lance strap to her back, and frown at the crowd that had gather.Â Loud cheers went up from the crowd, causing the black Chocobo chick to hide between her feet.Â "Come on Alex, let's see what's up," she said, scooping the chick up into her arms.Â It didn't take long for the chick to find the bit of braided hair to peck at.

Pushing her way through the crowd, it was then her nose caught the scent.Â "Ah, 'hat smell good."Â It was then that she saw familiar blond hair, through the outfit was completely different from the dress that the other had worn when she first meet.Â "Cliodhna," she said in greeting, stopping beside the highlander woman.Â "'hat's goin' one..." she inhale deeply, "and why does 't smell like ah step into the Bismark kitchen?"Â She then blush as her stomach growl.Â 'Knew I should have grab a bit at the Quicksand,' she thought.

Desu Nee · **05-01-2015, 08:24 AM**

The food may probably be not as good as he's making it sound, but the presentation?

A perfect Ten.

Quki stunningly grabs the plate, and a fork, and takes a single gnochi, taking it slowly on her mouth, tasting the pasta itself as well as the sauce...

The fact she hummed approvingly, and continued means the food is also indeed a perfect 10.

Cliodhna Eoghan · **05-01-2015, 09:33 AM**

"Oh, Kestlona...." Cliodhna greeted, eyes still on the stage. "Some sort of...Cooking performance, if that makes any sense?" She asked more than replied; bemused expression on her features. Pointing to the Dunesfolk that was taking a tentative bite of the pasta.

"He asked her what she'd like to experience and she had replied flying....So the chef up there," Nodding her head in Snarl's direction. "Made this dish that's suppose to resemble flying." Biting back a smile at the absurdity of it while still finding the thought entertaining.

"Between his claims of "intense" pasta, his stage presence and his dancing girls; you can see they've attracted quite a crowd." Cliodhna added, glancing over at Kestlona for the first time since she walked up. "Got me curious in any case."

Star Lin · **05-01-2015, 10:05 PM**

Kest blink, turn her head to look up at the group on the stage.Â "With 'uch a crowd, ah'm surprise 'rass blades 'aven't shown up to shut it down."Â She was quiet for a moment, letting her eyes take in the scene again...especially the lack of Blades around the area.Â 'Wouldn't surprise me if he pay the blade off to keep clear of the area while he did this little stunt,' she thought.Â It would diffidently explain why the two dancing miqo'te didn't have nicer outfits on.

"Still," she said aloud, "it smell good, 'hat ever he made."Â Her eyes scan the crowd again.Â "'est watch 'our pockets.Â Crowd like this make easy pickin' for pickpockets."Â Still she was much like Cliodhna, curious about what the miqo'te would do now, especially since she miss much of what had happen before she came out of the Quicksand.

Steel Wolf · **05-03-2015, 07:31 AM**

Snarl laughed heartily as the Lalafell silently and delightedly ate of the gnocchi. He cut another notch on the corner of his cutting board as the crowd applauded. He bowed majestically to the crowd as the dancers led Ququki to the same dining table area that C'kayah had been taken to.

"Speechless, as she no doubt flies above our heads. I'll take the silence of enjoyment as highly as spoken praise any day--perhaps even moreso. Now..." He brought his ladle to bear once more, again pointing it at the crowd. This time, he knew--and found--his target. The bowl of the utensil aimed at Cliodnha.

"You, my lovely creature...let your burden down, join me on this stage, and tell Snarl what sort of experience his pasta can provide to you."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **05-04-2015, 10:14 PM**

"Oh anyone tries to steal my gil will find their hand broken in the very least." Cliodhna replied to Kestlona with a lighthearted grin, her eyes conveying the seriousness in her words.

She then turned her attention back to Snarl and the ladle he used to point at her. Taking the few short steps to climb the stage; Cliodhna set her bag on the top step of the stage and then made her way over to the sun-kissed miqo'te. Deep green eyes regarding him over her sunglasses. "I'm more curious how you manage to cook and not burn your exposed skin from stray splatters, but..." She trailed off, grinning as she pondered the question posed to her.

Her polished index finger resting against her dark, tinted lips for a moment before both hands moved to her hips. "I want to experience something truly sinful and satisfying; like how I prefer to spend my nights." Cliodhna announced, tossing Snarl a quick wink with a mischievous smile.

Steel Wolf · **05-05-2015, 09:05 AM**

Snarl's smile was absolutely feral in response to the request. The twin dancers both leaned back, hands over their mouths and eyes in mock wide-eyed shock as they coquettishly played up her scandalous request.

The Miqo'te rubbed his hands together, his tongue reaching out to consider one of his fangs as he began to think. "Well, my dear, delicious lady...I must say you have stepped forward and absolutely brought the fire to my stage..."

Snarl considered his fang again with his tongue before spinning on his heel and roaring out.

"CRAAAAAB PAAASTAAAAAA!"

Once more the twins headed to their station to prepare service as Snarl began to get to work. He put on a fresh pot of boiling water and dropped some rich, brown wheat pasta. As he did, he began to speak to the audience once more.

"Sinful. Decadent. The sort of thing you do for two behind darkened walls and drawn drapes. Friends, this calls for some of my richest ingredients yet. And immediately, I consider a rich, flavorful wheat pasta. Rotini, to drink up every hot drop of sauce, like a good lover should....and then...."

He pulled out a small bag of ice from a crate, which still had some flecks of solid ice along with a great deal of cold water. He unearthed several crabs from the ice pile and put them into another boiling pot of water.

"Crab, friends, is rich, buttery but still manages to be light and flaky. It is tough to acquire, and quite expensive...but for a true love, its worth the effort and the cost."

Snarl began to pour some crushed tomatoes into a saucepan, then ran his knife over another herb bundle--oregano, basil, parsley. He tossed the herbs in with salt and pepper, then pulled a stick of cinnamon out and ground it into the mixture a few times. As the mixture began to bubble, he poured in some heavy cream and began to stir it.

"It's not merely crap that shall make this pasta, friends...no, what special, romantic and quiet occasion is without some fine spirits?"

From his crate he pulled a large bottle of a crystal clear alcohol. His thumb deftly uncorked the bottle and he began to pour it into the now-pink sauce.

"Voooddkaaaaaa...."

Snarl let the sauce simmer as he reached into the crab pot to pull the seafood out, revealing bright red crabs. He sat them onto a cutting and began to smash them with a mallet, pulling out rich, flaky white meat from the legs and claws. The crabmeat flaked easily in his fingers into rich, which pieces. He cooped up the meat, tossed it into the vodka sauce, then pulled the saucepan. Pasta was removed from water, plated and sauced, then finished with a few flecks of leftover basil and a few flecks of dried red pepper.

"A bit of green....and a tiny bit of heat....and...there!" He presented the plate to his twins with a flourish, who dutifully sauntered the meal over to Cliodnha. Snarl bowed deeply before her, then stood upright to speak once more.

"Taste the rich flavors, my dear...savor each bite as you would a lover's kiss and...well...we'll let your mind fill in the blanks, won't we dear?"

Cliodhna Eoghan · **05-06-2015, 11:29 PM**

Cliodhna watched Snarl perform magic once more as he cooked, smile still gracing her features. Hands still resting on her hips as he moved from pasta, to seafood to the sauce; his movements carefree only in the way that showed years of practice and mastery at his craft.

Shaking her head as he pandered to the crowd; describing how each part of the dish would compliment the other, a light chuckle escaped her mouth while she waited patiently.

Brows raising slightly at the meat of choice when it was hauled out; the crab did look fresh and it was far from their normal area. Cliodhna was surprised the chef had some on hand. Curiously, her head tilted to the side as she pulled on her sunglasses further down in attempts to discern what other expensive ingredients were hiding in the creates.

A few more flourishes, splash of alcohol and in short work; the girls offered the plate to Cliodhna. Picking up the fork that rested on the edge of the plate, she scooped up a few noodles and a piece or two of the meat.

Closing her eyes as the melody of flavors flooded her senses. "Mmmm...." She murmured. The crab was flaky and tender, absorbing enough of the sauce while still maintaining it's own flavor. The noodles were the right consistency, having spending the right amount of time in the hot bath. The sauce, oh the sauce. Quickly she took another bite, the tomatoes were wonderfully sweetened by the basil and parsley while the oregano added its signature touch. The cream and vodka holding it's weight in the sauce while the cinnamon added a lovely underlying spice.

"Oh...This...This is just perfect!" Cliodhna exclaimed, taking a moment to tear her attention away from the food and towards Snarl once more. "Even better than if I'd order from the Bismark." She added, taste-buds already demanding another sample of the dish in her hands.

"Thank you, for both the food and the performance, if you ever decide to open a permanent restaurant; you better tell me!" She said before being ushered to the other tables, fork pointed in his direction before lowering it to take another bite.

Star Lin · **05-07-2015, 09:19 AM**

Kestlona can't help the grin that tugs at her lips as she watch the chef/showman perform for the crowd and Cliodhna.Â The food did smell good and crab was one of her favorite food.Â She sigh, wishing that she had time to try out his cooking.Â Her eyes scan the crowd, 'Well,' she thought, 'with a crowd this relax, it should loosen some lips up.'Â True, this wasn't making sure about the loyalty of the Flames but there might be something that she could us as a lead later.

She close her eyes, using the scent of food to tell the direction that the wind was blowing.Â Kest then began to turn, to head for a shadowy corner.Â Once she could reach the spot, she would let the wind carry any words to her and still enjoy the show.Â Though once this was over with, she would have to grab something from the Quicksand.

Steel Wolf · **05-07-2015, 01:08 PM**

Snarl bowed again at the waist, that toothsome, Cheshire grin gleaming once more. As before, he cut another notch on the forward edge of his cutting board as Cliodnha was led off of the stage to the makeshift dining table to the sound of applause.

Once again, the showman chef lifted his ladle and scoured the crowd. His bright eyes darted from face to face as he spoke.

"One more time, friends, one more time! Come up, step up, and step into a world of intense pasta!"

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