It would not be accurate to say that the Baudelaires and Rowan had a great time at Count Olaf's house, but the Baudelaires were glad to have a friend to get through it with them, and Rowan was having the best time since he had lost his parents. One day, Olaf found them all in their bedroom, sitting on the floor in a circle, talking.
"Wealthy orphans! Oh, wealthy orphans! I have a request for you!" Olaf called.
The children stood up.
"I have my theatre troupe coming over for a meal tonight."
"Yes?" Klaus asked.
"I haven't finished, other orphan boy. I want you to cook a delicious meal. I expect it to be delicious, tasty, and nice to eat."
Klaus made a noise. "Okay, I think we can do that, but those three words and phrases mean exactly the same thing."
"Mind your manners, boy." Count Olaf threatens. "Unless you want to have the mark of a disobedient child."
"What?" asked Violet, scared for her brother.
"A bruise." Rowan and Olaf said at the same time.
"I think we need to see Justice Strauss." Rowan said. "She's our neighbour."
"Yes, we met her." Klaus said. "She actually said we can visit whenever we like, so I suppose we can."
"I can't make toast." Violet shrugged. "I burn it."
"You could fix the tools." Klaus suggested. "Sunny can chop the ingredients with, er, her teeth. Rowan and I will cook."
Everyone agreed that that was a good idea.
"But first," Violet reminded everyone. "Justice Strauss's house."
Klaus rang the doorbell, and the door opened. "Baudelaires! It's lovely to see you! And only after two days!" Then, she noticed Rowan and smiled. "Rowan! Hello, hello! I haven't seen you for two years."
"Yes, life has been - difficult." Rowan sighed.
"Justice Strauss," Klaus asked. "Would you happen to have any cookbooks?"
"Cookbooks? Yes, what type?"
"Dinner." Violet answered. "And quite a big meal. We, uh, volunteered to cook dinner for Count Olaf and his theatre friends."
"How nice of you!" Justice Strauss exclaimed. "Children, go in, make yourself at home!" She took Sunny out of Violet's arms. "I will take her into the garden."
"Thank you." Violet smiled.
Justice Strauss's library was huge, and full of interesting books that Klaus, Violet, and Rowan longed to read. But they went straight to the food section.
Violet got three books out. "Klaus, you can read this one, Rowan, this one, and me, this book."
They got to work, reading intently until Klaus spoke up. "I've found a good recipe. All it requires is dough, sauce, and vegetables."
"That sounds easy." Violet nodded.
"What is it?" asked Rowan.
"Pasta Puttanesca." explained Klaus.
Justice Strauss came back with Sunny, who was biting a carrot.
"Thank you, Justice Strauss." Violet said. "We found a good recipe."
"That's good to hear, Baudelaires." Justice Strauss smiled.
"We chose Pasta Puttanesca." explained Klaus. "But we have one more request. Would you mind taking us to get some ingredients?"
"Oh, children!" Justice Strauss smiled, clearly delighted. "Of course I would not mind! Come on, let's take the trolley together."
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Baudelaires and a White
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