Business is booming [Party]

[jmlevitt]

There's a flurry of activity near the swag tables as a latecomer struggles to get set up. There's a lot of muttered apologies as he lugs coolers, packages, and various cooking implements through the crowd and sets up shop. Eventually the set up is complete, with a grill merrily sizzling away. Plates of burgers, hot dogs, and other grilled treats

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[gregorsterrier]

Captain Lord Miles Vorkosigan, who has never managed to be disillusioned of the impression of 'that Jeff guy is a creative strategist with nerves of steel,' walks up to the table with a smile.

"Smells delicious, Jeff." Miles acquires himself whatever seems to resemble bratwurst the most.

[jmlevitt]

Jeff beams at Miles's complement. "Thanks very much! Feel free to help yourself," he says, gesturing over the assembled food with his spatula. Miles is in luck, because there are several links of actual German bratwurst sharing a plate with the hot dogs.

[gregorsterrier]

Lucky, indeed. Mmmm, bratwurst.

"Good marketing scheme, too. I wasn't aware you were a chef."

[jmlevitt]

"Oh, I've always loved cooking," Jeff smiles. "I didn't go to culinary school or anything like that. I just found myself at loose ends, recently, and had some property fall in my lap." Literally. "I've been trying to get this together for a few months now and we're almost ready to open."

[wright_idea]

Oh shoot, there's Jeff. Phoenix decides to go see how he's doing, considering what had happened the previous evening. He LOOKS all right, though, standing there cooking.

He comes over, one hand still in the pocket. "Ah, hey Jeff. How're you doing?" he asks, casually enough.

[jmlevitt]

Jeff smiles when he catches sight of Phoenix. He seems physically okay, if a bit more subdued than usual. "I'm doing okay," he says. "A little out of it, but nothing too horrible."

[wright_idea]

He frowns. "Yeah, we heard about last night... what happened? He didn't hurt you at all, did he?" he asks, obviously concerned.

[jmlevitt]

Jeff grimaces, and shakes his head. "No, he didn't hurt me," he sighs. "Jon thought...Jon thought if he just gave me the right drugs, we could be friends again. So...he followed me and gassed me with something. It...got a little fuzzy after that. I remember wanting to make him happy, and wanting to do whatever he told me. Apparently that was close enough for him. I think he sent me home when it wore off, but..." He trails off.

[mrseysidescousr]

So this is the Jeff Levitt everyone has been talking about. Hm.

He wanders up to the table and takes a look at Jeff's wares.

"Do you have something that isn't made of meat?"

Not rude, not really. It's a question he has, in the past, asked almost daily.

[jmlevitt]

People have been talking about him? Jeff would be surprised if he knew. "I do, actually," he smiles. "Just finishing them up now, in fact." They turn out to be stuffed green peppers and a vegetarian version of shish kebob. "I've got salmon, too, if you don't count that as meat."

[mrseysidescousr]

Verbal mentions him quite often. A couple of other people did too, in the Sanctuary, but hell if he can remember who it was now.

He leans over a bit, inspecting the salmon.

"I should have said 'red meat'." He smiles. Food is one of the things that tends to put him in an excellent mood. "I'll eat fish or foul, but not to excess." Gabriel takes a pepper and a kebob. Yum!

"So, do you know what's happening here, why the big party?"

[jmlevitt]

"No idea," Jeff admits. "I've been talking with a few of the other vendors here, and no one seems to know anything. I just saw that people were setting up tables and decided to follow their example." He shrugs, smiling sheepishly. "Any publicity is good publicity and all that."

[visionof_flight]

"Oooh, Jeff, I didn't know you could cook!" Kacey gravitates to the food, pretty much-- you'd almost think she was psychic or something-- and sets about collecting a couple of grilled chicken sandwiches and piling relish and ketchup on them. "Mmpph, this is really good."

[jmlevitt]

"Hey Kacey! Oh, yeah. I love cooking," Jeff grins. "Thanks! How've you been?"

[im2sexy4mysnark]

"Ah, lovely." She beams, "Trustworthy food and everything." ♥

[jmlevitt]

Jeff chuckles. "Always a valuable commodity here in the Nexus," he says, grinning. "It was a bit of a scramble getting everything here, but it's been worth it." Indeed, the food seems to be disappearing almost as fast as Jeff can put it out. "Can I get you anything?"

[im2sexy4mysnark]

"Indeed dear, indeed." She grins, "Some sushi would be absolutely wonderful, if it's no trouble at all?" ♥