Party time!

[skinners_box]

Who: Everyone and especially Kairi!
When: Wednesday evening, right at sunset
Where: Level four, the park and pool areas but sure to spread
Summary: Kairi wished for a huge party and Val intends to deliver.
Rating:  R is always a safe bet with this crowd
Warnings:  Drinking, partying, failed pick up lines, bad dancing, robot bouncers

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[oneslickedison]

[There was nothing Howard loved better than a party - and he had promised himself, and Val, that he'd shut down his own to attend this Kairi girl's. Good to his word, he showed up dressed to the literal nines. He had a tuxedo in his closet, and he wore that with a flower he had plucked from the greenhouse in his lapel. His hair was tamed as much as it ever could be, he was clean-shaven and smelled of a tangy after-shave.]

[Yes, he looked good. Yes, he was aware of it, and wore it casually. No need to flaunt.]

[One hand in his coat pocket, the other with a drink, he made the rounds.]

[notanambassador]

[There's a voice behind him.]

I was starting to think I overdressed.

[oneslickedison]

[He turned on his heel towards the voice, and his eyebrows raised together. He could actually feel his heart thud in his ears, and his breath catch.]

...Oh, I wouldn't say you're overdressed.

[notanambassador]

[She liked that expression on him and stopped far enough back that he could see the whole dress.]

Considering a lot of the outfits I've seen?

[oneslickedison]

Considering all the outfits I've seen, myself? You don't look overdressed. You look...

[He grins, suddenly, before giving her a teasing wink, as he starts to walk around her to get the full effect. He came back around to the front of her. He exhaled, shaking his head with admiration]

You look like a queen.

[notanambassador]

Which is a polite way of saying I wore one of my puzzle dresses while everyone else is dressed for an informal party including a pool.

[She laughs, running her hands over the brocade.]

But I wasn't about to skip out on my wish.

[oneslickedison]

Well, like you said, you're not the only one who went dressy. Of course, I'm sure you've gotten a much better reaction than I have.

[He smiled ruefully, before holding out his hand in invitation.]

Re:

[notanambassador]

[She took his hand, stepping in closer.]

I've certainly had some looks, but I'm equally certain that you have garnered some appreciative glances.

Re:

[oneslickedison]

Oh, I don't know about that. I had one particular young women shut me down so hard that my teeth are still rattling.

[He folded his fingers in between hers.] Care to say something to take the sting out of her stinger?

[notanambassador]

[She leaned in to whisper, her cheek almost brushing his.]

Her loss.

[She straightened back up.]

Have you checked the food tables yet? I don't recognize the smells, but I'm still very appreciative of food with actual taste.

[oneslickedison]

[He looked back at her, a quiet smile curling over his lips. Then he shook his head a little, and nodded towards the table.]

I'm always up for trying something new - especially food. Shall we do a little dinner?

[notanambassador]

That sounds like a wonderful idea, Howard.

[She tucked her arm through his, letting him take the lead and play the role of gallant gentleman.]

[oneslickedison]

Well, considering it's yours, I'd agree.

[He winked at her, before leading them over to the food table. He got two plates, handed her one, and put on a tone he recalled from the family butler.] Annnnnnd wh'at is the lady's pleasure?

[He clacked the tongs at her, teasingly.]

[notanambassador]

[She gave him a playful poke to the ribs with her elbow.]

I don't know what half of this is, so just a little bit of anything that doesn't look too . . . suspicious. [She cocks an eyebrow at the hotdogs.] Not those, there's no way to know what they're made of.

[oneslickedison]

And there you go, heading for my ribs again.

[He nodded, putting different kinds of food on her plate, but he paused over the hot dogs.] Those? Those are frankfurters. Pretty tasty -- but you're right. No one is really sure what's in them.

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[notanambassador]

Now I know your weakness.

[She cocks her head at the mystery meat.]

I'm sorry, but when I have the choice? I want to know what it is I'm eating.