by Banjooie » Sun May 25, 2003 7:32 pm
The kitchen, yes, the kitchen. Nearly twice as wide as one of the classrooms, it was the true secret of Neo Vane. The floors were made of highly, highly scuffled gold. The counters and areas were pure sculpted marble, and there were enough pot racks and pots to melt into a mountain, it appeared. The ceiling was, oddly enough, totally black, except for patches of dough-colored discolorment.
Paul ran in a few steps, ready for the chefs to leap out and...ah, there we are. So they DID get that booby trap thing added to their budget. Especially since Paul was up to his ankles in some of the most adhesive tapioca known to chefkind.
Ah, and as for the chefs? Those dough colored patches apparently aren't dough. No, as chefs clad in black with spoons in hand appear to be indicating, those were faces. The first wave of chefs had arrived. And the door to, presumably, the recipe, was all the way across the kitchen.