(Backdated to Wednesday night. Tag whoever you want and meet other people IC.)As far as she knew, Chloe had managed to keep this a surprise. She had been planning on driving to the Ace of Clubs with Lois and Hal but since the cake had been delayed, she had had to change her plans, leave early to pick it up at the very last possible minute and go
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Suffice it to say, when Tess stepped off the elevator and her eyes caught the decorations, she silently cursed. According to the over-sized banner over the bar, Lois Lane was having a birthday party here tonight. Lovely. The redhead had a vague recollection of an invitation - likely, another one of Sullivan's attempts to be cute.
If she stayed, she could kiss those stolen moments of mild relaxation she had planned goodbye. With that in mind, Tess turned and pushed the down button on the elevator. She figured she had maybe thirty seconds for it to arrive before someone noticed her.
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"You can leave the Planet after all, I didn't think it would ever happen."
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"You know, if you're trying to mock me, you really should find new material. I'm feeling generous, so I'll help clear something up for you: having a strong work ethic is not a bad thing."
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Chloe didn't dislike the woman completely, she was kind of a bitch but she really didn't seem to have much of a life outside of work and it was kind of... sad. Not that Chloe herself had much of a life that didn't involve the Planet, but at least she had Lois.
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Tess looked around the room for the taller, brunette cousin. "Speaking of Lois, where is the birthday girl? I would imagine she'd want to be the first one in the door of the party."
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She may not hate the woman, but that didn't mean she had patience for her either.
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More than content to end the farce of a conversation, she gestured to the people around them. "In the meantime, why don't I let you get back to playing the gracious hostess? I should go find your cousin and give her my regards. Have a lovely night, Miss Sullivan."
She snagged a champagne from a passing waiter and left the blonde to it.
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"Mercy," he greeted.
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"Oliver," she acknowledged his greeting.
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