Twenty-Sixth Drop: New Year's Day, the Russian way!

[spiritofsorrow]

As we enter the new year, I wish to give the entire City a wish of peace and joy as January begins. In Russia, my homeland, New Year's Day is a large celebration, since the national leaders forbade religion. With no Christmas, New Year's Day grew to epic proportions, complete with Father Frost -- not quite Santa Claus, but a wintry old man who is

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[horrible_penny]

That's a really nice wish.

I really, really don't mind cooking. You'll let me know if you need a hand?

[spiritofsorrow]

Yes, of course...well, if you truly do not mind, I actually haven't cooked in years...

[horrible_penny]

Of course I don't mind! I'll keep a fire extinguisher on hand, too.

[spiritofsorrow]

Ah, Penny. Ever prepared. I promise I will try not to set your kitchen on fire.

I hope Raikov does not drink too much of my vodka. It seems a vice that isn't beyond him. Still, it is a time for revelry and anticipating the best in the new year. Perhaps you will sing for us!

S novym godom, Penny -- (Happy) New Year!

[horrible_penny]

Getting drunk doesn't count as a vice on holidays. If you can't get completely wasted and have a good time on New Years, when can you? ...I don't know about the singing, though. I might have to have a few drinks myself before any of that happens.

S novym godom to you too, Sorrow!

[spiritofsorrow]

(ooc: There's a log up on tampered for a party! You should come.)

[horrible_penny]

[ooc: *goes*]