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

[chakotay]

[ chakotay glances at the drink and takes it. it's probably a really good thing he has a high tolerance, but at the same time, he is wondering what's in it. what have you done to this drink, kirk? ]

I should thank you for that. Did you make it or just pick it up?

[hischair]

[ Only mixed it with love, gosh. ]

I made it. Not gonna hit you up with some stray piece of poison off the table, am I? Have a little faith, I knew bars better than the back of my own hand before I ever sniffed Starfleet. You're safe with me.

[ And he takes a swallow, the sweet tang leaving a pleasant aftertaste. ]

[chakotay]

[ that makes him laugh and he takes a sip of his own drink. it's pleasant, a sweeter taste than he expected. ]

That's something Tom would have said.

[ ignoring the mention of starfleet, dangit. he's trying to lie low here and act like he's never heard of starfleet before. ]

Thanks for the drink. I hope this is only an offering of friendship. [ and not a desire to have a drinking contest. he will drink you under the table, boy. ]

[hischair]

Tom Paris? I met him once on one of those visitor weekends. [ Jim laughs through a surprised grin. ] Commander, as pretty as we both are, we should probably abstain from anything more than friendship; let's not make the others weep at our collective perfection. That'd just be cruel.

[ Drinking contest? Nope, that's not where his mind went. ]

[chakotay]

[ the commander can surprise so many people so easily and a part of him probably likes it. teasing comrades often is the only thing that keeps up morale on voyager during troubled times. ]

It would be a little difficult to explain, wouldn't it? If I thought it would be detrimental to the collective health, I might be tempted to break off all contact.

[ teasing. teasing. he raises his glass and takes a sip. ]

But seeing as how you've given me a drink, I think I can live with this.