<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>“Mmmm.  Chocolate Chip.  My favorite.” Zoey was obviously way more interesting in the baking than she was the introductions. Her blue eyes spying the dish of perfectly cut lemon bars sitting on the counter she almost missed Elias’s little rant about not being introduced.  At the mention of Bunny Zoey curled one finely-toned leg up and wiggled her foot so the wobbly ears and button eyes waved at him from upside down.  All the while the hand that left her chin walked slowly towards the tray of sweet and sour bars as if no one would notice.   She was almost there when Tempest walked over to her and snatched her up in the warm embrace.  For a moment she wore a forlorn expression, but it faded quickly in the snuggly warmth of Tempest’s arms.<br/><br/>“Yeppers.  Yah did,” She said with a squeeze of her arms. “But I totally forgive you Tempe.”  If Zoey was upset at being called lazy she certainly didn’t let on.  In fact, she stifled another yawn with her hand.  “Hi Max.  Hey Sammie.”  Zoey said letting go of her bestie.  If Elias wanted to play the nickname game Zoey was up for the challenge.  It did miff her a little that the dude was in someone else’s house and giving his host demands.  That was just rude.  ‘I mean take advantage of their hospitality all you want, but don’t be all rude about it,’ she thought as she picked up the butter knife that someone had used to cut the lemon bars and started working one of the corners to pry it loose.  The corners were the best ones. Her tongue just barely sticking out at the corner of her mouth as she worked the edge popping it up without ever disturbing the ones around it.<br/><br/>“Mmmm.” She said holding it up to take a generous bite as she walked over to the refrigerator giving Prudence a quick smile and a wink.  She made certain that her body was between Elias and the inside of the refrigerator, using the door to help as she reached far into the back of the fridge.  She was humming a little toon she had heard on the radio earlier in the day and began to shift her legs back and forth her butt wiggling a little with the music.  Concentrating on the image and taste of a delicious sub she brought her will to bear and with a snap of her fingers there in the fridge was a glorious sandwich with all the trimmings.  She even remembered the plastic wrap around it.  Pulling the sandwich out with her she stood up straight and held it out to Elias.<br/><br/>“One sammie for Sammie.” She said grabbing a plate and setting the foot-long hoagie down, sliding it across the island.  Now let’s do what Prudence asked and make ourselves scarce.” Zoey suggested holding her hand out as if to say after you.  She took another bite of her bar and made it look like she was going to leave with the others before she plopped down on a stool looking longingly at it.<br/><br/>“I thought they would never leave.” She said with a sigh and took another bite.  Chewing happily, she spun around in her chair to face Prudence with a contented smile.  “How long before the cookies are done?” she asked sliding the tray of lemon bars closer. Zoey’s perpetually sleepy eyes watched the pretty witch move about the kitchen.  She had known Prudence for almost as long as she had known Tempest.  Zoey had met the Halliwell girls in elementary school.  She and Tempest had been friends at first sight.  They had been inseparable in those years. This was before magic had become a part of either of their lives, not that they knew that. They remained friends through middle school and into high school where Zoey met Prudence through her cousin.  The only fight Zoey could remember her and Tempe having was over Prudence. Zoey had taken an instant liking to the gangly girl when she was a Junior and Prue was a Freshman.  They began to hang out almost as much as Zo and Tempe did which apparently made Tempe jealous and they had gotten into a big fight about it. It was just one of those stupid things, but Zoey, in an effort to make amends focused her attention on Tempe and she and Prue drifted apart.<br/><br/>That never stopped their friendship in Zoey’s mind, just put it on hold.  Now that she was living in the Halliwell’s study she had fallen right back into old habits and could often be found hanging with Prudence as much as she could be with Tempest.  This time Tempe was so busy it didn’t seem to bother her at all.  Maybe they were just a little older and knew that nothing, not even Tempe’s sister, would come between their friendship.  Zoey liked to think so.  The older girls weren’t the only ones to have changed.  Zoey’s eyes followed Prudence.  Prue wasn’t that gangly, quirky, little freshman girl that had captured Zo’s attention.  She was beautiful and loving and feisty.  She was still quirky which Zoey absolutely adored and my god could she cook!<br/><br/>“You are going to make someone very happy someday.”  It was something Zoey’s mom used to say to her when she was growing up and trying to learn how to do all those domestic things her mother thought would make her a good wife.  “Sweet, sugary and tasty,” she said looking at the lemon bar. “Your cookies are good too.” She added with a grin as she continued to nibble away, savoring each bite, her bunny tipped toes wiggling in delight.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>