* * -M-I-D-O-R-I- * *
Midori was vigorously stirring some pudding when Clarie had reminded her about the cookies.
"Okay, okay, just a sec..." she said with a small frown as she stopped stirring. She walked around the counter towards the oven, looking at Claire when she left to serve Mr. Stan. Claire had everything that Midori wanted. She was good with baking and she had a really hot body and a bad-a** attitude to go with it. She was so cool. She pulled out the baking sheets and begin working on the gingersnaps, sprinkling just a hint of cinnamon on them.
If Midori was like that, would Janus notice her? She sighed.
"I doubt he would. He'd probably just treat me the same as always." she said aloud, forgetting that Jerome and Claire (who had returned from serving Mr.Stan) where there in the kitchen with her. She blushed from embarrassment and quickly took up Jerome's offer on who was going to serve Miss Gigi.
"I'll do it!" she said loudly, pulling a small notepad from her apron pocket and out the door before they could say anything to her.