Valentines Dance, Town Hall, Saturday Evening

[godgavemecable]

The town hall had been transformed into a ballroom fit for a queen (and/or king. Or multiples thereof). The ceiling was resplendent in ribbons of royal purple, gold and white, and castle murals adorned the walls.

As they entered, tonight's guests were offered their choice of crown or tiara. Over by the photographer who doesn't have a thread

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Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[godgavemecable]

There was a heavy emphasis on foods considered aphrodisiacs by many Earth cultures, for some reason, but otherwise contained the usual moddable selection. Also the aforementioned unspiked punch.

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[lockestheway]

Peter took a cup of punch while the going was unspiked, then put some food on his plate. There. That ought to get him set for the hour of socialising he'd scheduled for himself.

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[zetabetabrat]

"What, not a big dancer?" Rebecca teased, sauntering over and taking a seat next to him in generally the sexiest way possible. "I can't say I'm shocked."

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[lockestheway]

"I thought I'd leave the dancing to people who are better at it than I am," Peter said. It sounded like modesty, but what it was was reality.

Modesty tended to go over better.

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[zetabetabrat]

Rebecca eyed the others on the dance floor. Conveniently because I said so, her glance upward was timed almost perfectly with Topher tripping and upending a plate of food.

"Wow, so you must be awful!"

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[lockestheway]

"Or maybe I know when to admit I'm lacking," Peter offered.

No, he didn't. Unless it was part of a strategic ploy like not making an ass out of himself on the dance floor.

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[zetabetabrat]

Rebecca's eyes glinted. Being a ho competitive person, she immediately resolved to get him on that dance floor if it was the last thing she did.

"And to think, after such expert instruction yesterday," Rebecca teased. "You know, I think I'm starting to doubt your authority as a TA."

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[lockestheway]

"I feel like the mastery of all skills is the domain of the master, not the assistant," Peter said.

If he'd actually cared about teaching a class, he would have had a harder time smiling through that.

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[zetabetabrat]

"Really," Rebecca said, leaning forward totally just because she was interested, really. "Does that make you chief coffee gopher?"

She tilted her head as if trying to picture it, though really, there was no way that visual would ever compute. Peter was way too hot suave aloof professional for such things.

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[lockestheway]

"And now you're mistaking me for--" He jabbed a thumb in Topher's direction. "You'll find he's the one who turns into a gopher."

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[zetabetabrat]

No offense, Peter, but Rebecca so wasn't here to talk about your twitchy friend.

"Oh?" she said. "And what do you turn into?"

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[lockestheway]

"I don't know," Peter said, smirking a little. "I'm not in the business of turning into animals."

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[zetabetabrat]

"Sensible," Rebecca decided. "I like that."

Look, she could only turn off the blatantly obvious flirting for so long.

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[lockestheway]

Meanwhile, Peter had no idea why he was even talking to her still.

Or, for that matter, why he was even aware of her legs at the moment.

"I like to think of myself as a pragmatist," he said lightly. "How about you?"

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[zetabetabrat]

Because her legs were hot? Accept it, Peter. Lots of people had.

"Same here," she chirped. "Which raises the question of why we're even at this dance, with the... Hallmark roses and flying hearts and things."

Re: Punch and Food [V-Day 2012]

[lockestheway]

"I thought I'd spend some time talking to my fellow students," Peter offered. "Why, how about you?"