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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[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

She takes his hand, and he's actually sort of surprised. He wasn't expecting her to actually do it, and there's a bit of a pleased expression on his face. Dean leads her off to the drinks table, hand in hers, and then offers her one of the glasses. This kind of alcohol, wine and fancy stuff, is totally not Dean's style, but hey.

If you have to get drunk, you have to get drunk.

"You kidding?" Dean drawls, rolling his eyes. "You look fantastic, Cassie."

[slasher-slayer.livejournal.com]

Okay, this shit is seven kinds of weird. Holding a guy's hand. Especially one like Dean, who was charming and funny and a fucking bad-ass. Cassie released his hand, accepting the drink and took a sip. It was fruity, but had a little bit of a bite to it. She felt it, at the back of her tongue.

Her cheeks flushed hard and she bit her bottom lip at his compliment. "Would you believe me if I told you I never dressed up like this before?" Cassie asked, biting her bottom lip.

She took another sip, ignoring the tingling towards the back of her tongue.