<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/18/38/32/1838329f6b3c956b54e63bd85ecdedc6.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Tatiana<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Kitchen<br/><strong>Action</strong>: Baking<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Pastry chef uniform, blouse, skirt, apron and chef hat.   Barefoot<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: open<br/>From the kitchen the warm homey smell of fresh baked apple pie would seep out into the main room of the dining area of the inn.   Joining various other delectable smells that emanating from the kitchen.   On the table is a baker a dozen of fresh made bear claws on a tray.  Alongside the tray of bear claw is a German  chocolate cake.  Another tray also sits on the counter with funnel cakes freshly dusted with confectioner sugar.<br/><br/>Dough is being kneaded and rolled out on the other end of the table by the patissier.    As she seems to be working chaotically.   Cutting the dough into circles.  Deftly she flip up the two more funnel cake dough,  twirling as she goes over to the fryer and scoops out the two she had put in a few minutes before.  She set them over the draining pan.   Then put in the two new ones to cook up into the fryer.   She then would pickup the sifter filled with confectioner sugar.  She dust the new funnel  cakes just pulled from the fryer.   Tatiana then moves over to the mixing bowl.  Where sugar and egg whites are within.  She would begin whisking the egg whites and sugar as she goes to create the meringue  for the lemon meringue pie.   Once finished with making the meringue she slides over to the fryer and pull out the latest two funnel cakes made and put them on the draining pan.   She than grabs the meringue bowl and would spread it over her lemon pie.   Moving then to pull out her fresh baked apple pie than slip into the oven the lemon meringue pie.   Not stopping she go to dust the latest funnel cakes.<br/><br/>All the while Tatiana works she is humming and dancing to some beat as she moves throughout her work area in what seems totally chaotic.   Her nose is got dough and confectioner sugar on it.   A chocolate stain on the front of her apron.   What is even more chaotic is the multiple threads of magic, the glamour that weaves from her hands and spreads to all the creations she is currently working on.<br/><br/><br/><br/>