[Mary Jane loves parties. She loves the music. She loves the decorations. She even loves the crowd, despite most of them being drunk and wobbly and goofy. She's wearing her best little black dress with pumps, and holds her pocketbook in one hand, and a drink in the other. She's only had some salted nuts so far, but she plans to remain sober, at least until the very end of the party.]
[He relaxes visibly.] Sorry. It's been a rough -- while, I guess I'm more on edge than I thought. [Especially talking to MJ, no matter how glad he is to see her.]
[ Now there's a familiar face. Though last time they saw each other, Harry realizes, was not on the best terms, so he's careful about approaching her. Not too fast, not too... weird, just casual. Calm. He downs his champagne before turning toward her. ]
[MJ looks briefly away at the "alive" mention, before they go back to Harry, bright and smiling.] Bet it is. Bet it is. Did you get anything to drink yet?
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[Impulsively, he leans in to kiss her. Only a little more than chaste, giving her room to respond as she wishes.]
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[[Forgot to add -- gotta crash but will be back tagging in the morning afternoon! :D]]
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She almost forgets that she needs to breathe.]
Ah, whoa there, Pete. We don't want to give these people too much of a show...
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Hey. Some party, huh?
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It's certainly something, isn't it?
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Sure is. You're looking great. I mean, so what else is new?
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