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Who: Everyone!
What: Drinking!
When: March 3rd
Where: The Blue Light
Rating: Let's say R (I'll edit if... things happen)

Note(s): Party time!  Tag all over the place, threadjack, make new friends, forget new drinking buddies--have fun!


There are a number of bars in the City.  The Blue Light is one of the busier ones and, on the weekends, it's at its busiest. 

This Saturday is no exception.  Drinking, dancing, flirting--if it's legal, it's happening (and if it's questionably legal, it's probably happening more discretely; this is one of the nicer bars the City has to offer, after all).  Whether you're a social drinker on a night out with your friends, a hardcore partier who habitually clears your Sunday schedule, or just there to drink the last of the desert away, you'll be in good company.

Comments

[anunluckypenny]

"Lucy!"

Penny isn't dressed up and all she has is a Shirley Temple (she's not very good at this bar thing), but she's very pleased to see someone she knows at the Blue Light. She only came here because the rest of the City felt empty and she didn't really want to be alone. "Mind if I sit with you? And you look really amazing."

[mightbeconcussed]

"Penny!"

Lucy throws her arms around Penny in a hug the moment she's close enough. "Thank you and please sit."

She'll even let go of her so that she can. Shhh, Penny is doing fine at the bar thing.

[anunluckypenny]

Penny returns the hug, miraculously not spilling her drink. "Thanks! I was kind of afraid I'd end up sitting alone until some guy asked me if I was a prostitute like last night."

Without elaborating, she takes a seat and continues, "How're you doing?"

[mightbeconcussed]

"What? Some guy actually asked you that? Did you kick him in the shins?"

Lucy is horrified. Penny is way too nice for that and not nearly slutty enough looking.

"I'm good-ish. I'm glad the City isn't made of glass anymore."

[anunluckypenny]

"Well... no," Penny replies sheepishly. "But this girl named Charlie took him down a few notches, so that was cool." She glances across the Blue Light. Peter Vincent--the guy who insulted her--is getting loudly hammered on the other end, and she's glad she's not over there.

"Only good-ish?"

[mightbeconcussed]

Lucy does not know Peter or Charlie but she nods. She shrugs a bit at Penny's question.

"Uhm...my best friend, Jill, used to be here and she went home earlier this month and so I'm...acclimating, I guess."

[anunluckypenny]

"Oh, Lucy... I'm so sorry." She puts her drink down altogether to hug Lucy. "Would anything help?"

[mightbeconcussed]

Lucy appreciates the hug and hugs back. "Nope. I'm doing okay, really. it's a coping in progress sort of thing."

[anunluckypenny]

"That's something you have to do a lot here, huh? Coping?" Penny lets go of Lucy and gives her a sad smile. "You're doing a good job, though. With how long you've been here and what you must've gone though? You're a strong person."

[mightbeconcussed]

"I'm a brave little toaster." She smiles back at Penny. "Thanks. You're going to be okay here, you know."

[anunluckypenny]

"The bravest. I really hope you're right."

[mightbeconcussed]

"I'll be fine. I've got great friends here." She smiles at Penny at that. "I really missed you."

[anunluckypenny]

"If I'd've known you existed here, I'd've missed you too, you know. I've never had a friend like you before." She reconsiders that. "I mean, I have, but not that I remember."

[mightbeconcussed]

"I know, the whole memory wipe thing blows. You'd think they'd at least let us remember the good things." Lucy smiles at her and leans over to kiss her cheek. "We're both here now so it's good."

[anunluckypenny]

"I know! Dumb deities."

Penny's ears go a bit red--none of her friends at home kiss her (then again, her friends at home are all either geriatric or homeless)--but she doesn't mind. "Right. And you know what? We should go shopping or something someday when there aren't curses. Just hang out."

[mightbeconcussed]

"Definitely shopping and hanging out. There should be wine involved. And pedicures. Maybe facials and massages. Spa Day, Penny. This is happening now."

Lucy is fairly affectionate. Sorry, Penny!

[anunluckypenny]

"I might pass on the wine, but a spa day sounds incredible. Just name the day and I'm there!" She pauses. "You know. If it doesn't interfere with work and if there aren't any crazy curses."

[mightbeconcussed]

"You can be the token designated driver." Lucy makes a face and nods. "Yeah, hopefully we'll get a day like that soon."