And then on Monday Jaune was a potion guy

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[Another job fair job taken, another disappointment. But, maybe Jaune could learn things. The only thing he really did was put up some postings around Genessia - just pieces of paper stapled to things.]

[They read:

NEW APPRENTICE POTION GUY

Looking to work one solid eight hours. Preferably working under someone who knows how to make potions.

- Call Jaune Arc

[Included is of course Jaune's comm number. All he had to do was wait! What was being a potion brewer all about, anyway? Well, if someone was gonna teach him the basics, he'd eventually find out.]

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[Cherise chuckles good-naturedly. Oh but he does remind her a little of Cam in his youth.]

As you like.

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[Cherise unlocks the door to her apartment to let Jaune inside. It looks like it could feature on an advertisement, as everything has its place and is arranged neatly. A pair of magazines on the table, a vase of purple irises on a stand near the door, the vague fresh scent of freesia in the air.]

[It is absolutely a woman's apartment.]

Please make yourself at home. Would you care for some tea?

[She unslings her purse to drop it into a plush armchair before shedding her coat and hanging it neatly in the coat closet. The groceries are carried into the kitchen and set on the counter.]

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[Oh man, totally a woman's apartment. It's girly and neat, and clean, so clean. He feels like he'd ruin the floor just by stepping on it, or her sofas by sitting on them. When offered tea, he politely declines.] Oh, no thanks. I'm not much of a tea guy.

[He continues to look around a little while longer, and follows Cherise towards ehr kitchen - but not into it. No guests in the kitchen!]

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[She walks into the kitchen, and glances up. What's he doing out in the living room? Guests are totally going into this kitchen. Is he just being shy?]

Would you like an apron?

[i.e. Come on and get to work already.]

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[Yeah, yeah, he hears you already! Jeez...]

Do I need one? [He steps inside the kitchen to look at what she's doing or what she's gathering up. It's a far cry from some sort of... alchemist's work-station, but she DID say it was like cooking.] Like, if it's gonna be messy, then yeah! I don't want to get my clothes dirty! [If he can help it.]

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[She opens one of the drawers, taking out an apron with mint green ruffles along the edges. She's already got her stain-repellant charms woven into her clothes, so she'll be fine without one.]

[With all the utensils and ingredients laid out on the counter, it looks like the perfect set-up for a network cooking show.]

First, we need to boil the water out of the sports drink, like so.

[She puts a small saucepan on the stove, uncaps the drink, and pours it into the pot before setting it on high.]

While we wait for that to boil, take the herbs and mash them with the mortar and pestle.

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[Oh God what a terrible-looking apron. Really, he hates it. He's just too macho. So while he tries not to make a face, he kinda does anyway as he takes it and ties it around him. With his armour on, he looks absolutely ridiculous.]

Oookay, boil energy drink. Got it. What's a mortar and pestle?

[His tone is... that kind of inquisitive where you put as little actual inflection into your voice as possible.]

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You've never seen one before? Good gracious.

[She's chuckling as she reaches for the small pot and the wide rod that goes with it, passing it to Jaune.]

Just about every household has one of these, it's an essential. But I suppose if you have no need for crushed herbs, they wouldn't be quite so necessary.