When Malachi noticed that the cute girl was looking him over, he turned to face her, letting her get a good look; hey, he checked out girls all the time, he had to respect when they wanted to check him out. Come to think of it, he was checking her out and enjoying the experience.

Setting his bowls up and laying out his ingredients, Mal began opening cabinets, pulling out the school supplied ingredients he would use, “Man, this place looks great. You cleaned in here, didn’t you?”, he asked with a smile. His smile just widened when she boasted about her apron, “No way. That is one fuckin’ awesome apron…I mean…sorry…great apron”, he laughed. “Looks awful cute on you too”, he added, as he emptied his blackberries into a bowl to wash.

“Hey, I’m no messy boy…”, he winked, “…in the kitchen anyway” He looked at her for a moment when she mentioned the field…and then his face lit up, “I knew that I knew you from somewhere!”, he pointed his finger, “Quodpot! Lalaurie! You are a sophomore!” In his thoughts, Mal was thinking, What the fuck? What is it with me and sophomores this week? Taking Erica’s hand, he kissed the back of it and replied, “Enchanted, Erica, but, just as we smacked down Rienzi in our last game, I can show your team no mercy when next we play!” He used a silly French accent and then bowed, before grinning and going back to washing his berries in the sink.