006: [Location: Hyperion Hotel] Like the Prom, Only with Legal Alcohol Supply

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Party time!

Cordelia, clad in her chosen outfit for the night, made final rounds inside the hotel to make sure everything was perfect. The decorations were subdued and classy - thanks to both Dawn and Fred, and even the garden was opened so that those who wished to step out and inhale the fake Taxon air could do so. There were tons of wine, beer, scotch, vodka - and if Doyle's selections weren't enough, there's a hatch conveniently behind the refreshments table.

The hotel lobby was cleared of all the furniture, so that the mingling and the dancing could take place more comfortably. If people wanted to take a tour of the hotel, they were welcomed to do so save for three rooms: Fred's, Angel's, and Wesley's office. For not-so-obvious-but-quite-sentimental reasons.

[OOC: This party takes place after the Liar Liar glitch took effect. Mingle! Threadjack! Interrupt! Have fun!]

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[dexmcduff.livejournal.com]

Don't let it be said that Dexter doesn't clean up well (http://i27.tinypic.com/63yq6v.jpg), even though his snazziness is accessorised by a look of discomfort. He has no problem socialising, really. Bring it on! But he's cursed with feeling like a total dork in every kind of un-him clothing ever, so don't worry when he walks in looking kind of shifty and unconsciously adjusting his glasses a little too often.

Oh god. There's barely anyone here. Jeez, Dexter, nobody ever shows up to parties on time except you.

"Hi?"

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Good-looking men looking uncomfortable. It really doesn't make any sense.

"Hey!" Cordelia greets, and she will be totally grabbing Dexter's arm to usher him further into the hotel. "Told you you'll look divine in a tux."

[dexmcduff.livejournal.com]

Grabbed! Dexter lets Cordelia lead him in, mouth open as he thinks of a response to that.

"Je -- divine? Really? That's good news."

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

"Totally, I have a habit of tossing poorly-clothed people out that door. You don't see me tossing you out, do you?"

[dexmcduff.livejournal.com]

"No. Which is actually a relief. So, uh -- thanks!"

Dexter clears his throat, nudging his glasses again. "How's, uh, it going so far?"

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

"The night is young," she says breezily - although she's a bit nervous, actually. Hostess anxiety and all. "Most of the people aren't here yet. I think they're all for the 'grand entrance' idea. Although, you know what? You get points for showing up early."

[dexmcduff.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I guess 'on time' is early with these things, huh?" Hoo. Okay. Little more comfortable. "You - do you need help with anything before the fashionably late crowd gets here?"

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

"Unfortunately." Cordelia shakes her head.

At the offer, she smiles. "Just follow the cardinal rule of drink, mingle and have fun? Do you know most of the people in Taxon, by the way?"

[dexmcduff.livejournal.com]

"Uh... not really." Dexter does a one-shouldered shrug. "But! That's what these things are for. Right?"

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Point!

"Exactly."