The Park, Saturday Evening
It was possible that the administration had made a grave, grave mistake by leaving Vala in charge of organizing the Parents' Weekend mixer.
About two hours before sundown, a large fleet of trucks drove up, and an army of workers began setting up refreshments, a dance floor, and began scattering pillows on the ground around low tables. It was probably best not to ask how the workers were going to be paid, but they seemed happy enough as they worked.
A number of paintings that looked very, very much like they were painted by famous artists were hanging from the trees and spotlighted by citronella candles. Statues were also placed artistically on tables near the food. It was probably best not to ask from whence the artwork had come, either. Or whether it was real or a forgery.
Naturally there were discrete price tags placed on the trees or tables next to the artwork.
Hopefully the parents would feel welcome.
[ooc: OCD is now up! Have fun!]
About two hours before sundown, a large fleet of trucks drove up, and an army of workers began setting up refreshments, a dance floor, and began scattering pillows on the ground around low tables. It was probably best not to ask how the workers were going to be paid, but they seemed happy enough as they worked.
A number of paintings that looked very, very much like they were painted by famous artists were hanging from the trees and spotlighted by citronella candles. Statues were also placed artistically on tables near the food. It was probably best not to ask from whence the artwork had come, either. Or whether it was real or a forgery.
Naturally there were discrete price tags placed on the trees or tables next to the artwork.
Hopefully the parents would feel welcome.
[ooc: OCD is now up! Have fun!]