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

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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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[lapsedsaint]

He rolled his eyes, then pulled Charlie into his arms and kissed her, nipping her lip. "No. I ask for my drink, then what's for dinner."

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Okay! Highly uncomfortable now!

"Great! You two just... keep doing that. While I... uh. Disappear."

[aesthetic_mojo]

Charlotte pulled away, blushing furiously. This time she smacked him for real. "No making out on the dance floor." She turned back to Cordelia. "We'll behave, I promise."

[lapsedsaint]

"Okay, okay." He got himself back in a more socially acceptable position at Charlie's side. "We'll behave."

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

"Somehow, I really doubt you two would."

[aesthetic_mojo]

She bumped his hip. "Now I feel challenged." One really nice benefit of her telekinesis was that she could grope him and no one would be the wiser. "But we should probably mingle or something grown up."

[lapsedsaint]

John nodded. "It was nice to meet you, Cordelia. Sometime tonight, perhaps a dance?"

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

She raised a brow at that. Somehow she knew that all of John's dances would be taken - and all by Charlotte.

"Perhaps," Cordelia said with a grin.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Perhaps in a deeper, more spiritual sense, but Charlotte intended to dance. And she had a couple men friends to abuse. Toby, for example. And possibly Dean. And Ianto if he ever surfaced again. "Anyone we should make a point of saying hello to?" She looked around the room, trying to see who else she recognized.

[lapsedsaint]

Charlie's question set him to craning his how head around, looking for familiar faces. Then he decided that was better left to her anyway and he turned his attention back to their hostess for the answer.

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

"Not really," Cordelia replied. "I mean, yeah - mingle and talk to everyone. There are a couple of new faces, so it's always a good thing to welcome them to our own version of hell!"

[aesthetic_mojo]

Charlotte laughed. "And we're their introduction? Oh joy. They'll never come out again." She pulled at little on John. "All right, let's go, big boy. Time to terrify the troops."

[lapsedsaint]

He nodded to Cordelia. "I mean it about the dance. Come find me later." He turned more toward Charlie and nodded. "Shall we?"

[aesthetic_mojo]

"I think so." She flashed Cordy one more bright smile, then let John lead her off into the thick of things.