((Immediate thought on reading the Mood on this post: "...AND OTHER THINGS ENDING IN OLLY."))
Cayce made her way up to the party with a large round tin brimming with candy canes in hand. She was also wearing three large jingle bells on a ribbon around her neck -- the sort of holiday frippery she'd have disdained at home, but which seemed only appropriate here. She planned on chucking them soon after she arrived -- the glingleglingleglingle was driving her batty -- but she had said in her RSVP that she'd be there with bells on, and it amused to her be literal about it.
Aziraphale laughed good-naturedly at Cayce's appearance when he opened the door. "How festive! Cayce, isn't it? How are you enjoying Fitzgerald? Oh, do come in, my dear."
"It's great -- thank you." She held out the candy canes. "Little contribution to the festivities. Oh, and --" she pulled off the bells, grinning, "feel free to hang these somewhere. I'm not sure I can wear them for much longer without going nuts."
"Understood, of course," he said, taking the bells and tying them about the wreath so it will jingle when someone comes in. "Do help yourself to food and drinks. Fay's mince pies are wonderful."
"Miss Cayce!" Alice said, tinsel in her hair and beaming. "I'm so glad you could make it! How are you?"
Not only was there tinsel in her hair, but tied around her waist as well. (Anyone who managed to find the unfortunate Lucky would find he had been tinselled too.) Alice really liked Christmas.
"Very well, thank you," Alice said, bobbing a little curtsey. "I simply adore Christmas. You too? It's my favourite time of year," she continued without waiting for an answer, "and possibly the best holiday ever invented. Mr Fell let me decorate," she added proudly.
Christmas normally set off Cayce's sensitivities more severely than any other time of year; but the decor at the apartment was pleasantly classic and timeless, and so she was able to smile at Alice and say, sincerely, "You did a great job. It looks fabulous."
She caught sight of a small black shadowy form skulking around the room. Was that ... yes, in fact, it was a cat decked with tinsel. "Is that your cat?"
Cayce made her way up to the party with a large round tin brimming with candy canes in hand. She was also wearing three large jingle bells on a ribbon around her neck -- the sort of holiday frippery she'd have disdained at home, but which seemed only appropriate here. She planned on chucking them soon after she arrived -- the glingleglingleglingle was driving her batty -- but she had said in her RSVP that she'd be there with bells on, and it amused to her be literal about it.
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Cayce made a bee-line for the eggnog. The alcoholic bowl. She poured herself a glass and scanned the room to see who else was there.
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Not only was there tinsel in her hair, but tied around her waist as well. (Anyone who managed to find the unfortunate Lucky would find he had been tinselled too.) Alice really liked Christmas.
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She caught sight of a small black shadowy form skulking around the room. Was that ... yes, in fact, it was a cat decked with tinsel. "Is that your cat?"
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