::Open RP : Holiday Party at the Little Green Apple::

[lady_thujone]

Flyers had appeared all over the school.

Come to the Little Green Apple's Holiday Spectacular! Fine food and drink! Door Prizes! Karaoke! Special Holiday-Only smoking blends!

The cozy little establishment had been adorned with banners in deep gold and rich jewel tones, and the smell of spices filled the air.Jones holiday sodas were laid out at

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[twoyearsmissing]

Jack wandered down, not for any other reason than well there were lovely people and maybe he was hoping there was mistletoe about. It's Jack.

He made his way over to La Fee Verte, giving her a suitable look over while smiling like a Cheshire cat, before speaking to her. "Hello you, looking wonderful as always."

And yes he was of course going to sing. He had an idea what already, now if their host would sing with him it would be even better.

[lady_thujone]

"Why, hello there, darling," she purred, giving him an overblown-to-the-point-of-campiness appraising glance. "It's wonderful as always to see you. Can I help you to some punch?"

[twoyearsmissing]

"You can help me to anything you like." He grinned. "And I was thinking that maybe I could convince you to sing with me first, while I still can sing properly." Yes he did indeed plan on drinking. "Would the lady of the establishment do me the honor?"

[lady_thujone]

"My honor is at your disposal," La Fee Verte vamped at him. "Very well. We'll sing for everyone, then I'll give you something to wet your whistle."

[twoyearsmissing]

"Well..." He offered her his arm. "How can I possibly refuse." He headed towards the karaoke machine. "I think I know just the song."

That song would be Baby, it's cold outside. He went to select it. It was seasonal and Jack all in one. He always liked to think he had no problem in persuading someone to stay though.

[lady_thujone]

La Fee Verte put her all into the song, shimmying and shooting Jack 'coy' sidelong glances. As the song came to an end, she shook her hair out and shot him a heavy-lidded glance. "Now, how about that drink, handsome?"

[twoyearsmissing]

"Of course, gorgeous, what can you recommend me?" He was up for trying anything at least once. Anything. He had even been pregnant once.

[lady_thujone]

"I've mixed up a simply delightful punch," she told him. "Not to mention my special eggnog recipe. And there's hot cocoa and cider, if you're being a spoilsport and not drinking."

[twoyearsmissing]

"Special eggnog?" Now that sounded interesting. "Think I'll have to end up trying bit of everything before the night's over."

[lady_thujone]

With a grin, she poured him a cup of the pale green eggnog, and then one for herself. "Cheers!"

[twoyearsmissing]

"Cheers!" He drank the cup in one. And blinked. That was bloody good stuff. This from the man used to hypervodka and a regenerating liver. "That's amazing. I need me some more of that."

[lady_thujone]

"Save room for some punch," she said airily, refilling his glass. "It's my secret recipe."

[twoyearsmissing]

"Not gonna be a problem. I can feel my liver fixing itself." There was a sentence to hear him say. "So what's in the punch or is it that secret you can't tell me?"

[lady_thujone]

"Oh, a little of this, a little of that." A little absinthe, a little grain alcohol, a little THC...

[twoyearsmissing]

"Well I can't wait to move onto that. Anything else I should be moving onto?" Possibly a couch to sit down so it was safer for him to drink and consume whatever else.

[lady_thujone]

"Why, you should know better than to give me a line like that," she laughed playfully. "I've found some marvelously amusing soda, if you'd like a change of pace."