TURKEY DAY AT THE PIE HOLE

[stressbaking]

WHO: EVERYONE EVER!!1
WHERE: The Pie Hole pie restaurant and bakeshop
WHEN: Thanksgiving Day, November 24 12pm-12am
WARNINGS: PG-13 at the most I would guess.
SUMMARY: Ned invites the whole City to the Pie Hole for Thanksgiving Dinner. It will be open to all those who aren't cooking by 12 and the food should hit the tables around 1-1:30. Feel free

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KITCHEN

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[If you're cooking or wanting to bother the chefs, have at.]

[slayerpreferred]

I'm here, Thanksgiving can begin! [Buffy was still acting bizarrely cheerful for having been gone 2 years that was really a week Cityside, but nevertheless she was here to help out and help out she would.]

[ex_julianhe]

[ Julian is four or five hours later than he'd meant to be, but he almost didn't come at all, so at least he's here. He touches Buffy's shoulder. ]

Hey. Wasn't sure if you'd still be here.

[slayerpreferred]

Oh, you know me. I'm tough to get rid...able. [She nodded after to make it seem like that was English before stepping forward to claim all the hugs]

FOOD TABLES

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[mingle mingle]

THE OFFICE TABLE

[humanjuicebox]

[Michael is busy setting out little place cards so everyone will sit where he wants them to!!! ...None of them make any sense. Jim and Pam are nowhere near each other and he's set himself up between Erin and Ryan at the head of the table.]

Our first holiday off-world, isn't this exciting? [Oh wait...Halloween... oh well. That didn't count.]

[acahellyeah]

I'd say we should celebrate, but we sort of already are. Thanksgiving can be like, our anniversary... [ Andy brought the yams like he was supposed to in a little dish, although they are clearly not homemade. He's squinting at the place cards. ]

[notgayformscott]

[Someone's got the wine.] So why are we here again?

OUTSIDE

[stressbaking]

[Having a quick smoke break or just peaking in? Oh boy, that smells good.]

[shotaemperor]

[oh wow what is this wonderful smell? it smells like spices he's never smelled and it -

oh dear, it makes his tummy rumble. surely it won't be that bad, right?]

open - and for john

[sh_consulting]

[Sherlock came to a stop outside the Pie Hole, squinting as he looked in. He flicked open his comm and looked at the invitation again, open to all imports in the city.

There wouldn't be a better time to get the lay of the land.

He turned, to look back at John with a smirk.]

Well. Ready for a holiday?

[drpsychosomatic]

[For once, John looked the least comfortable of the two. Having not received a personal invite and not being the biggest fan of large social occasions (particularly the masses of strangers variety, especially ones with cultural differences thrown into the mix), John was automatically on the alert. His posture parade-rest stiff, he offered Sherlock a smile despite the knowledge that the detective would see straight through it.]

Go on. Let's get you some profiles.

JUST ARRIVED?

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Hello, hello. [Ned has shaken more hands today than he has in all of his 29 and three quarter years. It feels unnatural, even if he knows that in the end it'll be good for business. He pastes on a smile and does his best not to balk at all the direct physical contact.]

[notjudah]

Sup. [More of a... gentle elbow tap in a weird bro sort of way than a handshake??]

[stressbaking]

[That's a bit more on the comfy side for Ned though he would be comfier with no contact at all. There's a bit of a forced smile, and a headtilt.]

I haven't seen you around the Pie Hole. Though it would be...terribly embarrassing if you've been here before and it's slipped my mind.

You haven't, have you?

LATE NIGHT

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[tattleina]

[Shirley was particularly skilled in two things- Noticing people who seemed upset, and then proceeding to pry into their lives. Both of these things were immediately presented to her by Cross. She crosses over, her voice sickly sweet, wearing an apron.]

Um, excuse me, sir? I don't think that's supposed to be served with rum.

OPEN

[mightymortal]

[Alright so the parade had been a bad idea, but it's not even possible for pie to go wrong, right?? Well, er, hopefully, since Billy is pooped from running around at the riots all morning and then fighting Scarecrow with his Lantern ring. He's not too tired for food though, and since Zatanna said that this is where the party was going to be at, he finds himself poking his head in the door after leaving the jail house and powering down.]