Hannibal's house, Monday evening

Pizza, Jono wanted for class. So here Hannibal was, testing a number of different cheeses and assorted ingredients to see which went best with the garlic rosemary flatbread he had made for a crust. He was hoping for something palatable, at least.

It probably wouldn't be what you'd had in mind, Jono, but if you knew Hannibal at all, it would be what you expected.

He was going to be nice and bring beer with it, but for now he was drinking wine. Because honestly, pizza!


[OOC: Expecting one, but open for calls, e-mail, and whatnot!]