Everyone raise your glasses!

[thenormalsquint]

When; Evening of Tuesday, August 13th
Rating; PG-13, at best. Angela's on her best behavior tonight.
Characters; It's Ginny's birthday party and everybody Ginny knows was invited. Let's handwave that and just show up. BTW, IT'S BLACK TIE. PUT ON YOUR SUITS, BOYS.
Summary; There's no legal drinking age in the City, but who says we can't party like there was one anyway?
Log;

This party was four years coming. The restaurant has set aside a large room just for this event and on short notice too. The food is plentiful and of various cuisines, with even a large selection of vegetarian options for those who prefer that. But of course, there is more alcohol than one has ever seen because Angela knows the people she invited and knows quite a few of them have liquor in their veins instead of blood. Rule of thumb: more liquid than solids every time.

Everything's set and ready for the birthday girl to make her appearance, so for the time being, Angela's flitting around the place dressed in more subdued colors than usual, choosing black because no one gets to stand out more than Ginny tonight, and socializing with the few guests that have shown up already.

Sadly, there are no strippers. Ginny nixed that one hard.

Comments

[excelsiors]

Of course. Though I'm maybe not as comfortable as you.

_{( ties kind of suck he almost wishes he had the gall to dress like jim. )}

[hischair]

I don't know about that, I've had no less than five people whining at me for forgoing the dress-code. Comfort is relative.

[ Less gall, apparently, and more necessity. ]

Seen the birthday girl yet?

[excelsiors]

And you're not used to that? _{( people whining at you for things that are essentially your fault, he means. but he has the grace not to say as much. )}

Walking in with the doctor, actually. How'd she manage that?

[hischair]

Funnily enough, not a lot of people needle you on your own ship. [ HE MISSES THAT. Ah, well, at least he looks semi-formal and made an effort. ]

Getting him all dolled-up? I have no idea, but I hope she tells me her secret before we leave.

[excelsiors]

Maybe because you're always in uniform. _{( though maybe they could implement a cardigans on the bridge policy. they already work in a giant apple store they might as well go full hipster. )}

You think she's found out some horrible secret about him?

[hischair]

[ Spock will start wearing glasses and become Sylar, it'll be coffee rings and scarves tossed everywhere. ]

Nah, I know all Bones' dirty little secrets. [ Pausing to think. ] Yeah, I definitely do.

[excelsiors]

I'm sure.

_{( just. carefully looking at him. he doesn't actually want to know. )}

[hischair]

[ After a weighty moment, he looks at him flatly. ]

What?

[excelsiors]

_{( he lifts both his hands, totally placating. )}

I was just thinking that if Doctor McCoy had any dangerous secrets, they're better off in your hands than mine.

[hischair]

You don't think he'd trust you with them?

[excelsiors]

I don't think he should.

_{( he brought up the blackmail option, remember? )}

[hischair]

[ Psh. ]

Nonsense, everyone deserves the chance to know what it feels like to have a doctor intent on strangling you now and again.

[ #friendship ]

[excelsiors]

Is that deserves in a good way, or a bad one?

_{( is it a reward or a punishment... )}

[hischair]

Both, if you want absolute honesty.

[ Wrinkling his nose. Maybe sobbing internally because it's so painfully true. But! Doing a double-take. ]

You do know he likes you, right? There's no beef between you guys, is there?

[excelsiors]

There will be if we don't actually end up going for drinks.

<sub>( which is a joke. though sulu definitely does want those drinks.

then, a little less dryly: )</sub> I'm pretty sure I don't have beef with anyone, Captain.

[hischair]

[ Tugging on his sleeve because c'mon, alcohol time then. ]

That makes one of us. Let's never go drinking in Iowa, we might not make it out.

[excelsiors]

If I ever end up in Iowa, I'll keep that in mind.

<sub>( what is even in iowa? farms, cows?? a whole new world of corn???

but he lets himself be led along, around the dancefloor and back towards the bar. )</sub>

There's a reason I usually stick to my hometown, on Earth.

[hischair]

Where would you take me if we went there?

[ Not to see a whole new world of corn, he's betting. ]

[excelsiors]

You mean is there anywhere in San Francisco you haven't been, yet?

[hischair]

Well, I don't remember going to half of it.

[ Haha, Academy days ... Sweet alcohol, blessed Friday/Saturday nights and Sunday hangovers. Beautiful. ]

[excelsiors]

Then you might've missed out on a bit.

_{( hometown pride!! and not just because baby sulu probably trailed after academy students his whole life, probably. )}

[hischair]

Name me three things you think would be worth seeing again, or for the first time.

[ Same difference. Pouring them both some champagne because hell, they deserve it. ]

[excelsiors]

The five points of Minerva's star, basically everything down on Hudson, and if you haven't climbed the bridge to look up at the sky on a cloudy day, you've missed the best view of space left on Earth.