"Friends, would you like to try this?" cried a cheery Starfire holding out a lumpy pink dish out to a cowering Beastboy, Robin and Cyborg.

"Umm..." the boys started, trying to figure out how to get out of this unintentional torture with out harming the girls feelings. Just then, the Common Room doors opened with a swish revealing a pale girl, her violet hair in loosely curled ringlets, a black trench coat covering her small frame and black stilletto boots to top it all off. Starfire flew up to the girl, dish in hand with a smile that would rival a cheshire cat.

"Friend, would you like to partake in the eating of this meal with us?" Raven looked at the dish, her eyes widening as she saw something move.

"Sorry Star," she said not looking sorry at all. "But I was just about to go out." "Where ya goin Raven?" Beastboy asked.

"That Beastboy," Raven started, her foot tapping in annoyance. "Is none of your damn business." With that she turned and left the tower, leaving the remaining Titans shocked at her sudden outburst.

"It was just a question," Beastboy grumbled.

"Well Rae just likes her privacy," Said Cyborg, also confused by his friends outburst.

"But she'll usually tell us where she's going," Robin added. "Maybe she's going out on a date."

"That would be most glorious, yes?" Starfire squealed in delight, nearly dropping the dish in her hands. Reminding the boys about a bigger problem than the empath, an excitable alien who loved to cook.