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[besomeothername]

[Peek into this bustling ballroom and your eyes might get a little overdose of red, white, and pink. The whole room has been decorated from floor to ceiling in lacy streamers, balloons, and heart of all shapes and sizes. Someone in charge must be a huge Valentine's Day fan

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[besomeothername]

[Off to one side surveying some of his handiwork and trying to get the red glitter out of his hair]

[selfdeluded]

It isn't really that obvious on you, at least... [Tugging on a strand of his own hair, which seems to be full of pink glitter.]

[besomeothername]

[Reaches over to ruffle his hair, probably making the situation worse rather than better]

But pink looks nice on you. Helps you sparkle in the sun, yeah.

[selfdeluded]

[gkfjdhakjh F-flailing slightly at that, though he grins anyway.]

I think I would rather burn.

[besomeothername]

Is it because of the sparkle or because of the pink? I thought the tea helped you get in touch with your feminine side.

[selfdeluded]

[FFFFF. You are getting nudged in the ribs for that one, Lavi. Though very lightly.]

Because of the sparkle.

[besomeothername]

Speaking of feminine sides, I promised to be the girl for today, yeah.

[Looks back to the mistletoe guarding the door. He hadn't really thought about their escape plan. WHOOPS!]

Though the midnight walk on the beach might have to wait until our bouncers are properly distracted.

[selfdeluded]

...We're going to the beach? [Raising an eyebrow. He hadn't really thought much of the escape plan until now, either.] Someone new is bound to come along and distract them soon...

[besomeothername]

But of course. I thought you said you liked the ocean.

[Hums to himself as he goes through the leftover bits of decoration to find his canister of tea]

I'm sure we'll find a way out eventually.

[selfdeluded]

Ah-- I love the ocean.

[Peering over Lavi's shoulder to get a look at whatever he's doing. Or, around him. That might work a bit better.]

We could always break a wall if we have to.

[besomeothername]

[Brings out two canisters, checking the labels written in Elvish (because what other code would a person with a perfect memory use) and holds up the correct one with a grin]

Could you get me some water to brew this with, yeah?

1/2

[selfdeluded]

[He is terribly distracted for a moment by attempting to read those labels and failing utterly. The boy is clearly not fluent in Elvish.]

[selfdeluded]

Oh-- Alright. [He holds up a finger to signal 'one moment', and ambles off to get a cup of water. Be back in a tic.

[besomeothername]

[It's a very very old habit. If Allen asked, he probably would start writing things in English]

[Is busy cleaning up the rest of the decoration scraps as he waits]

[selfdeluded]

[You could always try to teach him Elvish, Lavi. He'd probably get a kick out of it.

And Allen will cup back a minute or two later with a tea cup full of water. It's probably not as hot as it typically should be for tea, but he was in a hurry.]

[besomeothername]

[Secret messages in Elvish passed to each other. That would be awesome]

[And Lavi is not too terribly busy. As long as it brews. Glances over to Allen as they wait]

How's Allen doing?