Gift of greetings

[dragon_viet]

Party favors

Comments

[red_underthebed]

Everyone is so lively here... *Ivan casts his gaze to a faint neon glow in the far corner of the room and wonders how his cake got to the party before he did*

[OOC: LATE PLAYER IS LATE. orz]

[chairman_yao]

*is pointedly not talking to you but indicates to the other food tables with a nod of his head some non-radioactive refreshment that may be of interest*

[red_underthebed]

*Ivan appreciates your thoughtful gesture, but now he is wondering why you are trying to increase his libido if there is supposedly roofie in that punch you're drinking*

[chairman_yao]

*Yao is sure the towering idiot is not even aware of the curative qualities in that Vodka. Scorpions can cure almost anything, why not 'Russian Crazy'? In the pursuit of a sane Ivan he has somehow horribly overlooked the aphrodisiac elements and so innocently nods towards the Scorpion Vodka, encouragingly. Yao has not yet taken a single sip of his special punch*

[red_underthebed]

*The Russian regards the arachnid-imbued alcohol dubiously. Chinese people eat scorpions? Ivan enjoyed poisonous things, but he usually drew the line at consuming them. However, he is certain that he can do anything Yao can do better, and so he takes a sip*

[chairman_yao]

*Yao smiles smugly, of course with a culinary history so rich and varied the Chinese do not eat scorpions very often and certainly not prepared like that, no, what Ivan and Francis have are delicacies made especially for stupid tourists whose idea of daring and diversity involves nibbling or imbibing something slightly creepy-looking. China laughs at them, takes their money and goes back to his bok choy... sometimes forgetting how potent Scorpions really are*

*sure that natural anti-toxins will do the Russian some good, Yao celebrates with a sip of his special punch* ...curious taste. Vietnam must have a special recipe.

[dragon_viet]

*freezes when Yao takes a sip* merde

*her plans had changed but now... things could get iffy*

Wong! Let me take your cup. *reaches for it* I'll just add some more ice.

[chairman_yao]

*smiles* No need, I was waiting for the ice to melt. I hope I did not offend you by taking so long to try it - but I do not like large pieces of ice in punch. *takes another sip*

[dragon_viet]

Believe me, it would taste better with a lemon wedge and it just isn't my best without a little umbrella. Just let *reaching* me *reaching* get you some, *makes a grab*

[red_underthebed]

*in a (genuinely) non-threatening manner* Tiny umbrellas and lemon wedges, for drinks? Isn't that a little...indulgent, Viet?

[chairman_yao]

*is not talking to you but that is a good point* Really sister, *dodges* your hospitality is admirable *evades* but you do not have to make such a fuss *takes another sip and smiles* see? The punch is fine.

[dragon_viet]

*if only genetics had not dictated that men were programed to be taller T_T*

It needs more umbrellas. It's not good enough for you. *leaning, leaning leaning to grab it when that hidden scorpion falls out of her sleeves into your drink*

... now how did that get there...

[chairman_yao]

*curious* Scorpion Punch? What a marvelous idea. *takes another sip of his now healthy drink*

[dragon_viet]

*can only watch in horror*

*faintly*... how does it taste...?

[chairman_yao]

Oh, much the same as usual, the scorpion has not properly infused the punch yet, *mistakes her horror for anxiety* I am sure it will taste wonderful! Do not worry!

[dragon_viet]

*now a little curious despite herself*

You really think so?