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[youmakemesmall]

WHO: OPEN!
WHERE: Pete and Jan's new place
WHEN: Tonight
WARNINGS: IT'S THE 5 0. A LOT OF THEM. And drinking and maybe Mothchan flirtings.
SUMMARY: It's Pete's birthday, y'all. Also a semi-housewarming party. Time to live it up, hit orange pinatas and draaank.
FORMAT: quicklog

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Ladies and gentlemen: your birthday boy

[shockheadedpete]

[He will not be wearing any birthday hats.

No.

No.

No hats.

No.]

[shockheadedpete]

Hey, bud. Glad you could make it. Whuddaya think a the place?

[Oh Lassi...is that...a gun rack, or are you just happy to see Pete?]

[shockheadedpete]

Yeah, I'm hopin' for that too.

[Pete just took that entire statement at face value and doesn't see anything pessimistic about it. That's probably why he and Lassi are married.]

[shockheadedpete]

[She probably appreciates anything that gets Pete out of her hair. Work. Sporting events. Buffets. Gay lovers. Whatever.]

No, I didn't know what size she'd be.

[Now the gun rack is a she. Like a fine automobile.]

[shockheadedpete]

Nah, that'd just be silly.

[Pete looks pleased by it as well.]

[shockheadedpete]

An' I think I hit the jackpot, in that case. I oughta have birthdays more often.

[youmakemesmall]

[A wild Wasp approaches. She has a party hat in hand.

You know what's going to happen.]

Hi.

[shockheadedpete]

[NO HATS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.]

Hey. Nobody's wrecked the place yet, have they?

[youmakemesmall]

Not at all. Your coworkers are nice.

[She is inching towards you with the hat.]

[shockheadedpete]

They're all good folks.

[He's eye-ing that hat.]

What's...up?

[doubleoohbaby]

[When the crap did James show up? And how the crap did he manage to get himself a large glass of bourbon? Who knows? Maybe he's ALWAYS been here. o_o

It's a spy thing.

But anyway, he's there and smoothly joining Pete.]

Nice place.

Now I know where you live. [Creeeeper.] How unsettling for you.