<strong>Name</strong>: Zoey “Zo” Taylor (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280409.msg13794937#msg13794937)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March, around midnight.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor, kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/2c/d6/b2/2cd6b2a97f62bbfce3fb24627a41544e.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kitchen people<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Cookies! And infatuation, but mostly cookies.<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/10/Alexis-ren-2.jpg)</div>”Mm.  That’s why I like cookies more than cake.”  Zoey said around a mouthful of lemon bar. “Cake’s great but you have to wait soooo long for it.  Make it. Bake it.  Let it cool.  Frost it.”  Zoey’s unoccupied hand produced a finger for each step.  She swallowed the portion of yummy cookie in her mouth and returned Prudence’s smile with a thankful one of her own.  “And I appreciate the effort.  I really do, but I can manage long enough for our movie night Saturday.  I will provide the popcorn, blankets and candy.  You can pick the movie this time.” Zoey said taking another bite that finished off the lemon bar.  Another smile greeted Prudence when she took a seat at the island.<br/><br/>“You'er too pretty to be cursed,” Zoey said like it was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard.  In reality it was probably Zoey that was being ridiculous as beauty had nothing to do with being cursed or not, but it made total sense in Zoey’s mind and that was all that really mattered.  “And you already make me happy so there you go.”  To her the logic in this was completely sound.<br/><br/>Zoey took a big sniff.  The smell of cookies and cake was already permeating the kitchen and as much as she wanted another lemon bar she fought down the impulse to take another in favor of waiting.  Zo was proud of that.  It was herculean effort on her part after all.  “My favorite things?”  That was an interesting question.  Zoey liked all kinds of foods she just hated making it. Now there were lots of things she liked more than food.  She loved laying on the beach and snuggling up on a cold winter night.  She loved being near people she cared about and of course puppies.  Puppies were adorable.<br/><br/>“Nothing beats a good burger and fries.” She said answering the original question.<br/><br/>When it came to people Tempest and Prudence were at the top of her favorite things list, but for very different reasons.  Tempest was optimistic to the core.  She was this beam of light that just made the world seem better when she was around.  She was bubbly and determined and loyal.  She was her best friend, who stuck with her when others didn't and Zoey didn't always make that easy. Prudence was soft spoken with a heart that just ached for others and yet she had been the first to go along with any crazy scheme Zoey would come up with.  She was the first to take a leap in anything when others were to scared to.<br/><br/>The legendary Halliwell beauty was apparent in both women, but Zoey had always been drawn to Prudence.  Maybe it was the smile or the way she nibbled on her lip when she studied or just the kind heart Zoey saw so often in school.  It really didn’t matter why, she realized, biting her own lip. Prudence was the person Zoey wanted to do things for as much as she enjoyed having the young woman do things for her.  It was a pretty profound thing for Zo which meant it had to mean something right?  She thought while the young witch gave a heavy sigh and distant look.<br/><br/>“What’s on you mind sweetie?”  She asked curiously.<br/>