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[redshirtatwork]

For all that buildup, this giant mythical reputation she's built up, Mrs. Fitz... what is it, now...? well, her party really doesn't seem that bad. Sure, her home is a little Rococo. And pink. And there's that dog. And the hostess herself, flitting about and trying to talk up every seemingly-available male in the place

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[cmmrjamesgordon]

Gordon does not want to be here. At all. He worked as late as he could and planned to just hide in his office, but the Mayor sent a damn limo for him. Because police commissioners really need to be driven to fancy parties in limos while their police force is risking more budget cuts.

But Jim's here to do the money dance, and dance he will. Sipping this Jack and coke, minus the Jack.

[i_own_this]

From somewhere rather close behind Jim, there's a loud and delighted "Commissioner Gordon!"

...he's doing a lot of that tonight, isn't he?

He doesn't give Gordon time to recover from the greeting, either, but swiftly moves in for the kill -- that is, the handshake.

"I didn't expect to see you here. How are you?"

[cmmrjamesgordon]

Jim is used to someone popping up behind him with out warning, but he's normally somewhat glad to see the person. Or worried about what's going on in his city.

When its a boorish billionaire, its just annoying. Jim barely has time to wipe the look of 'Oh God why me off his face before he realizes his hand is being shaken. Hi, Bruce.

"With Arkham's escapees returned, the mayor decided I could take a night off." Jim was not consulted on this. He'd go let one of them out himself if it got him out of boring parties. Well, maybe not. Not the Joker, at least.

[i_own_this]

Well, he could have that arranged. But not here.

"Haha, yeah. I think the whole city's happy for the breather."

[beautyinbroken]

Somewhere amongst all these people there is a very fetching young lady in a very dark blue dress, occasionally talking to people and handing out business cards for Stark Holistic. Several think she's Judah's daughter (which is odd considering she doesn't look much like him), at least two think she's Judah's girlfriend (and Livvie thinks they are two very special people, in the worst definition of the word), but enough spend time having to remind themselves to look up when they speak to her that she is fairly certain there will be some clientele after this week.

Hey, if you've got it, flaunt it. Besides, Livvie is the paragon of politeness tonight. Even after two rum and cokes.

[cmmrjamesgordon]

Jim left his 'police officer' hat at the office. Which is why he's not going to make any comment about the fact that he's seen at least two drinkers here who should not really be allowed near the bar. If the boy, who Jim thinks might be somebody here's son, get drunk and falls in the punch bowl, Jim's not concerned.

But the girl who's handing out business cards. She kicks off his parental instincts. Even when he finds out who the cards are for.

So he'll smile politely at Livvie when he walks near her and then give a glare to the guy who's eyes have fallen in her cleavage.

[beautyinbroken]

Livvie will not point out that the entire purpose of this ensemble is to get them to look. If they equate homeopathic medicine with boobs, well.

Not her problem, is it?

The guy, however, recognizes Gordon from the news and plays a fast beat of am-scray, which allows Livvie then to turn and smile at Gordon in return.

At least she's not walking around with the drink in her hand (anymore) right? "Are you having a good evening, Commissioner?"

What, she's native.

[cmmrjamesgordon]

Jim knows that's the point, he just doesn't have to like it.

"It's alright, I suppose. Are you in Mr. Starks employ, or just a very happy client?"