A secluded section of the beach, Santa Cruz, Saturday evening

[lovemykilt]

The commitment ceremony had gone off without a hitch. Priestly and the rest of the Beach City Grill crew had now seen rather a whole lot more of Trucker and Zo than they'd ever thought they would, but the horses didn't seem to mind much, and they were now both dressed again in very nice, matching linen outfits, and Priestly was reminding himself

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[blondecanary]

"WOOOOOOOOOO!" Dinah joined in with the yell after she stopped giggling. Hey, it was a party. Why not. The horses weren't there to be scared any more.

Except she didn't throw her beer. She was enjoying it, so yeah.

[lovemykilt]

Priestly did a little dance by the fire until Mr. Julius pointed out that if he wasn't careful, he'd set himself on fire, then plopped back down by Dinah. "More receptions should involve bonfires. In fact, most things should involve bonfires."

[blondecanary]

"You're a party pooper, Mr. Julius," Dinah called out, then grinned and offered Priestly her beer. "They should! Well, aside from crimes. Always more complicated when things are stolen, and on fire." She smiled contentedly into the bonfire, a little buzzed. "This is cool, though. And very... awwww." Zo and Trucker were so glowing. "We need another toast. But I can't think of a new one."

[lovemykilt]

"Tooooooo," Priestly said thoughtfully. "To . . . life. To life! Le chaim!" He remembered at the last moment not to throw Dinah's beer into the fire. "It's the universal toast."