A Private Lounge at a Mainland Club, Thursday Evening

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy was supposed to be home in New York tonight, helping with the last few days of moving preparations. In fact, that was what she'd been doing, but apparently all her well-meaning offers of assistance were really just wreaking havoc on Willow's carefully constructed System. So, she'd been persuaded (like that was hard) to go out and patrol,

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[longislandiceme]

Well, Bobby wasn't a girl, but come on. Like that was gonna stop him.

He briefly considered putting on a wig or something, though. But in the end he vetoed that idea. So now he was just sliding in to the booth next to Kennedy. "Whatever happens, don't let me suggest any impromptu trips anywhere," he advised.

[brat_inslayage]

"No way," Kennedy breathed sarcastically. "Really? 'cause I've never used one for that before."

[trigons_child]

Raven was a tiny bit apprehensive as she approached Bobby.

"I hope you are recovered from being hammered," she said, keeping a straight face. "Who was it who mistook you for a nail?"

[longislandiceme]

Bobby was a little apprehensive himself, as evidenced by the ever-so-slight drop in ambient temperature. "Uh," he coughed. "There's no way I can answer that that won't sound ridiculously dirty."

[trigons_child]

"Being a nail is dirty?" Raven said. "Well, yes, I suppose since there is pounding wood involved, it might make a mess."

OF SAWDUST, BOBBY.

[longislandiceme]

Annnd now he was just gonna try not to choke on his drink, thank you, Raven.

[trigons_child]

"Are you all right, Bobby?" Raven said, immediately concerned, reaching over to pat him on the back.

[longislandiceme]

Sorry Raven, he couldn't really help that flinch as she reached over. Although he did his best to conceal any negative reaction and looked up from his drink with a smile.

"Sure, sure. Something just- went down the wrong way, you know?"

[trigons_child]

Raven quickly withdrew her hand and let it fall back in her lap. She reached for her drink to cover her own reaction and took a sip from the glass.

"Ah, yes," she said. "I am sorry. For that." And other things.

[longislandiceme]

"It's all good!" Bobby said quickly. Maybe a little too quickly. "I mean, I'm okay now. And everything. Really." Well, at least insofar as his near choking episode. As for the other elephant in the room... maybe not so much. But he was working on it. And part of that was constantly reminding himself that it hadn't been this Raven, in that other world.

[trigons_child]

"Good," Raven said. No, no, she wasn't going to allow herself to mope, not right now. She had to keep her spirits up for Karla's sake.

"Have you tried this drink?" she said, offering the martini glass to Bobby. "It is delightful!"

[longislandiceme]

Likewise, Kennedy had gone to the trouble of getting all this together and Bobby wasn't gonna let his issues get in the way of fun. So! Repressing like a champ. ...Minus that slight chill in the air shut up. "What's in it?"

[trigons_child]

Repression Olympics! Raven was going to for the gold.

"A chocolate liqueur, and a whipped cream flavored one," she said. Vodka, Bobby. "And chocolate syrup and graham crackers around the rim!"

[longislandiceme]

"That does sound pretty good," Bobby mused, leaning over to give it a try.

[trigons_child]

Raven was already feeling a wee bit tipsy from what she'd been drinking. Lightweight.

"It is very sweet," she said. "But I like sweet."

[longislandiceme]

"This is my shocked face." It was basically just his face.

"Wanna try mine?" he offered, with a tentative smile. The offer didn't come as easily as it might have just a few weeks ago, but see above re: repression and trying.