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]

[red_underthebed]

[OOC: oh, but i love it when that happens ♥]

[red_underthebed]

*If Ivan knew what Yao was thinking, he would laugh at his idea of creepy and insist on making fish for him sometime. As things are, however, Ivan can only assume that Yao has had a good dose of the punch already, judging from his vacant, dopey expression*

[chairman_yao]

*If Yao knew that Ivan thought some frightening canned fish to be strange, he would of brought more Chinese appetizers. But considering Ivan hasn't loomed over anyone this whole time - the scorpions must be working*

[red_underthebed]

*If Ivan knew that Yao knew that Ivan thought some canned fish was strange and would have brought more Chinese appetizers, Ivan would have conceded that he found the idea of eating the penis of a Russian dog to be very, very frightening. But Ivan does not, so he idly drinks more of the scorpion vodka and is impressed by the pleasantly nutty flavor, no pun intended.*

[chairman_yao]

*takes another tiny sip and peers at the glowing Russian dessert - radioactive cake, perhaps his only food-related taboo? He should have asked the terrified HazMat team that delivered it if he could add some ginger*

[red_underthebed]

*Despite all of this guessing and hypothetical mind-reading, Ivan's powers of clairvoyance are not getting any better. Thus, he attempts to make polite conversation*

So...nice weather we've been having, don't you think so? I haven't seen a single snowflake since I came here.

[chairman_yao]

*so, so completely suspicious, Yao grips his cup, takes note of the exits and makes sure there is sufficient distance between them - he does all this and completely forgets to pay attention to Ivan's question or to the fact that he is not talking to him but automatically bluffs an answer expertly*

........... ................... .............yes?

[red_underthebed]

I'm glad you agree...

*Ivan is not used to making small talk and desperately looks around the room for possible topics, consuming more alcohol as he does*

[chairman_yao]

*is nudged by his helpful sister* THE WEATHER! Yes. Utterly terrible I agree.

*drinks more of his punch to occupy his hands as he considers conversation topics, ah, of course!*

...America smells.

[red_underthebed]

*gulps down an abnormally large amount of vodka at once to keep himself from saying anything. It burns his throat, but at least he manages to remain civil*

Yes, he does. He is fat too.

[dragon_viet]

*likes where the conversation is headed*

And hideous, and conceited and self centered and a terrible hypocrite and a blooming pansy. >:[ !

*very enthusiastic about the conversation topic*

[chairman_yao]

*nodding vigorously, ever so slightly tipsy*

Yesh! Yesh! All that and more! But the stench of cheeseburgers is the worst!

[dragon_viet]

I don't like the way he talks or dresses. I think everything about him is slimy.

{did you just say "yesh... dammit"... I really might have spiked his punch...}

[chairman_yao]

Shlimy~? *shakes head, frowning, ahem* Slimy? More obnoxious than insidious, I think.

[dragon_viet]

... *carefully*

Have you had anything else to drink at the party brother? or maybe... some rice wine before the event? You pregamed didn't you. You didn't think my party was going to be any fun, did you? Well Serves you right!