HOLIDAY CHARITY GALA | OPEN

[ironmanic]

WHEN; December 23 | 7:00 p.m. | City Solutions
RATING; G
CHARACTERS; Everyone
SUMMARY; On behalf of City Solutions- welcome. The party don't start 'til you walk in ♥
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[zombiefree]

[Holy crowds, Batman. Wichita's gotten used to the whole 'these people aren't sick, so there's no need to feel anxious when you're surrounded by them' thing, but right now it seems to be hitting her harder than usual. Her game face is pretty solid though, and it's easy to look comfortable at a party when you're rocking an incredible dress, but underneath it all she's a bundle of nerves, nursing her drink like she actually needs the liquid courage.

Get a grip, Wichita. Or... get another drink.

Mhm, yes, that mental scolding is all she needs to get her to turn back to the bar, thunking her empty glass back on the counter.]

I'll have another, please. The same. --Make it dirty.

[likeboudica]

[ Tessa can't help overhear that last bit, and curiosity - as always - wins out. ] What is a dirty drink?

[zombiefree]

Hm? [Wichita looks where the question came from, just making sure it was actually addressed to her.] Oh, it just means add some extra alcohol. Well, a lot of extra alcohol, if they can manage it, without it tasting terrible.

[likeboudica]

Oh. I thought those drinks were usually already quite alcoholic.

[zombiefree]

Eh. [That makes her smile though, cause maybe they were. It's not like Wichita's been picky with her drinks, before the virus and during it she was pretty much a fan of whatever was behind the bar. If they were going to keep making her drinks, she'd start getting specific about how she likes it.]

I think they try and keep them pretty tame at events like this. Wouldn't want the crowds getting too rowdy.

[likeboudica]

Oh. [ Considering that for a moment. ] I'm certain that makes sense. But then what if everyone were to order dirty drinks?

[i_invented_dice]

[He's got to get a new bottle of champagne or three for a couple of the tables, but she catches his attention for the moment for a few small reasons.]

Interesting shin-dig. It's all really... Shiny. In that sort of can't-tell-if-it's-lensflare-or-actually-overwhelming sort of way.

[zombiefree]

[Wichita's brow quirks at the comment, but she's 100% in agreement. Everything really is too shiny, nice. Grand. Which is cool, at first, but then it just fills her with that feeling of not quite fitting in. It doesn't matter how confident she feels in herself, she just never really belonged at big parties like this.

Not unless she sneaked in just for the sake of trying to snag a few high-quality wallets filled with high-quality bills. But, well. She actually wanted to stick around this party, so she'd hold off on the petty theft, for now.]

Sounds to me like you should take it easy on the champagne. [She smiles a bit though, more than willing to tease than to admit she agrees. No, she has no reason for it.]

[i_invented_dice]

These aren't for me. They're f-- oh, fuck, hang on. [Yeah, they were for those tables. Whoops. He comes back a couple of minutes later.] It's not too bad though, the champagne. Not that I'm a particular specialist on champagne. Or a specialist at all. I'm Harry, what's your name?

[zombiefree]

I'm Wichita. And I'm more of a wine drinker, I guess. Wine or rum. Actually, I'm not that picky when it comes to free booze.

[i_invented_dice]

Wichita. That seems familiar. That some sort of car? My parents just named me after my granddad.

[He shrugs, switching topics.] Free booze is usually the best. Following that I'm usually good with a rum and coke. Wine gets in your face and stays there somehow. Turns you into a grandma from the sinuses out. Or something. You need anything.... fetched, or refilled or something?

[zombiefree]

It's a city, in Kansas. And it's also a nickname.

[Her eyes crinkle a bit as she grins.]

Gets in your face. I've never heard that. Also, no, I'm good for now, but I can pretend I'm in need of direct assistance for the next twenty minutes or so if you want a break. How'd you get roped into working this instead of just attending?

[i_invented_dice]

Well hey, that's better than all my nicknames.

Got here this morning, ...-ish - didn't have a suit but apparently I've got the same face as the guy throwing it, so. [Shrug.] I don't really know.

[char_he_mcgee]

[Charlie's finally left the Awkward Corner and has decided to wander the crowd. She spots her face-twin and almost hesitates but...ffff. That's where the alcohol is and she wants a martini. She heads over for one, glancing at Wichita.] Y'know, it's weird? I tried on the same dress at the store but it looked wrong on me.

[zombiefree]

[She smiles at that, leaning sideways into the bar and holding out her free arm as if she needs to reinspect her dress.]

That's kinda good to hear actually. I mean, that we have differences like that. Though I guess having a difference in taste isn't too remarkable, we're different people. [Have some mildly buzzed rambling.]

[char_he_mcgee]

[Charlie listens, knocking back some of her martini. Or...what liquid there was of it. There were also a lot of olives that she'd spear on occasion with the green toothpick she was holding.] Exactly. Though, if both of us are still here in April, I won't say no to pranking people by switching places for a day. Just to see how long it'd take for people to get suspicious.

[Also buzzed.]