Saturday afternoon, Rogue's apartment
Papers were spread out over Rogue's kitchen table, though she herself was in the living room, on the phone. "Yes, Ruth, the party is a go... Yes, we will be needing all three rooms I've reserved... No, I've got a catering company, though I appreciate your concern." Rogue rolled her eyes, listening to the woman's inane chatter. "I do need a decorating staff; I can't do it all alone. I know you have that...money is no object. This is a fundraiser, and all costs are covered by donations. Yes, Valentine's themed, of course. It's that time of year." Rogue laughed. "All right, yes of course. Thank you for your help; I'll be in touch." She clicked the phone off, and headed back to the table. She still needed a DJ and a catering company, and to get the invitations out.*
[[*The date is not set in stone. This is a prototype of the invites (and don't laugh at my lack of photoshop-fu!) that will be 'sent out' sometime Sunday night/afternoon, when everyone's had a chance to vote.]]
[[*The date is not set in stone. This is a prototype of the invites (and don't laugh at my lack of photoshop-fu!) that will be 'sent out' sometime Sunday night/afternoon, when everyone's had a chance to vote.]]