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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"I feel fucking weird," Cassie muttered, lifting her chin a little.

And this wasn't an aftereffect of the glitch. She just feels fucking weird.

"I haven't worn a dress since I was, like, four." That doesn't include skirts, cause she had to wear some raggedy ones in grade school. It wasn't her mom's fault. Her dad left and money was tight. Her mom could only afford so much for school clothes.

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"Will it help you a lot if I tell you that you look great? Because you do," she says with a grin. "And I'm not even kidding this time!"

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"Might help a little," Cassie chuckled softly, her arms still crossed beneath her breasts. She looked around, sort of hoping that no one else noticed her yet. Cassie wasn't one to get compliments, let alone, understand completely how to accept them graciously.

"It's a nice turn out," Cassie nodded. That is what you'd say, right? God, she fails at social situations such as these.

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Cordelia looks around her and sighs - but it's a happy sigh of happiness! "I needed to do some arm-twisting, but I'm really, really excited and proud of the outcome."

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"Oh, so who else's arms should I get ice for, besides my own?" Cassie asked with a small smirk, looking around again.

She looked down at Cordy's gown then up to her face. "You look really pretty for a manipulative devil woman," Cassie said, that smirk growing a little.

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Best. Compliment. Ever.

"Mostly the guys who don't want to wear tuxes? Who make up, like, ninety percent of the male population."

She chuckled at that comment. "It helps that I do," Cordelia replied. "You want some lessons?"

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"What dude doesn't want to be 007?" Cassie chuckled.

"Lessons in being pretty or being a manipulative devil woman?" Cassie grinned, arching an eyebrow.

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"The annoying ones," she readily replied.

Cordelia tilted her head. "You need help with both?"

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"Pfft. Then they're not really dudes. Every guy wants to be James Bond."

Cassie chuckled. "I was asking for clarification. Wondering which one you were gonna reply with. Not that I need lessons in anything. Just curious."

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"Mm-hmm," she said, with a teasing smirk.

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"Like I give a shit about what people think of me," Cassie scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Especially the way I dress."