Devil's Nest, Monday, 05/05

[bitten_notshy]

In honor of Cinco de Mayo, Tiny was dressed in a serape and a sombrero while the DJ played mariachi music. Jack tried to tell them that was offensive stereotyping, but only got an eyeroll and a sombrero dropped on his head for his troubles.

He glowered from under the sombrero for the rest of the night. The sign outside the club read:

Feliz

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[vanillajello]

"Margaritas!" Kate gasped by way of greeting, as she bounced into the club. "I love margaritas, especially bottomless ones." A beat. "Eeeeexcept I still can't drink here without Eric around for another month."

Another beat.

"Also I can't be hungover in class tomorrow morning."

And --

"Did somone force you to wear that?"

[bitten_notshy]

"Blame Tiny," Jack said, dropping the thing on the bar as he went around to give Kate a hug. "He keeps making me put it back on every time I try to take it off. I got tired of arguing."

"Also, hi and how are you, and I wish Eric didn't know you so I could pretend I served you by accident."

[vanillajello]

He was getting such a tight, clingy hug. Kate was maybe a touch hyper with waiting for her first workshop session tomorrow. Maybe just a little.

"It's okay, I'll come badger him some other day about it," she promised. "Also, yes, hi! I'm good."

[bitten_notshy]

The hug was tight enough that Jack oofed out a little breath before squeezing her again.

"Fantastic," he said. "And so you're really teaching? I'm impressed."