taxonomites | [location: John Everton's House] [OPEN TO ALL!] BLOCK PARTY!!!

The time had come. Charlotte left John in charge of setting up the bar, giving him only the one request that he have a decent selection of beer, and did the work of dialing up the food. She knew she was going way over board. For all she knew no one might show up, even though she'd gotten a bit of a response to her invite. How could people resist, though. Food, drink, Dean's music, kittens? Okay, and an ex-vampire, but that wasn't his fault.

Pushing that thought away, she continued laying out the food and the carefully crafted warding spells that would protect it from the kittens. They had been given run of most of the patio, but not the yard, and not the food area. That meant they'd still be popping in and out of people's laps, but at least they wouldn't do it to plates.

When everything was ready, Charlotte ran up to change into skinny jeans, a crisp white button down and a ridiculously shiny pair of cowboy boots. Not unlike Dawn, not that she knew it, Charlotte was having too much fun with the fashion options the replicators afforded. Properly armored for the event, she headed back to the patio to wait for their first guests.

OOC: This is an open event, folks, anyone should feel free to tag in, even if they just discover the party. Start a new thread with a label if you want or just tag in on another thread. Feel free to hop around, too. IT'S A PARTY, PEOPLE! Also, this will go on as long as people are interested, so backtag all ya like. We know people will be in and out all weekend. Have fun, drink all the booze.

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He would have been mildly concerned that she was smiling at him. But he was just as guilty of the drinking as the rest of them. "As a matter of fact..."

He'd thrown some veggie skewers together on the off chance that someone might want some roughage with their meat. He put two on her plate. "I can make you some mushrooms, if you'd like."

"Oh! Oh! The big kind, what do they call them..." she looked to the night sky with a momentarily puzzled expression. "Shitake? With a soy sauce glaze! Oh! I'll go get some from the hatch!"

She spun nearly fast enough to dislodge the skewers on her plate, wandered off...and then wandered back again after just a few moments. "Where is your nearest hatch?"

He would not laugh, he would not laugh. Okay, yes, he would. He was chuckling when she came back asking about the hatch. He pointed to one close by and smirked. "Could you get a couple portabellos, too, while you're at it?"

"Maybe portabellos was what I was thinking of..." she mused as she wandered back in the direction he'd indicated, stopped halfway as she got distracted by realizing she had food in her hand, and then nibbled on it for a moment before she recalled her mission and headed for the hatch again.

Somehow she managed to return after not too long with a plate of various mushrooms of different sizes and shapes, and a bottle of high-quality soy sauce. "Here we are!" She presented the entirety with a wide smile.

He took the mushrooms and soy sauce from her before she dropped something, then pointed her toward a nearby chair. He put the portabellos heads on the grill and started a glaze with the soy sauce. "Need another drink or anything while I'm cooking?"

"Another drink would be great!" she said enthusiastically, wandering off again in a punch-wardly direction. She returned not long after again with a full cup for herself and one for him too. "It's easy to get dehydrated next to open sources of heat," she said earnestly, with a slightly mis-aimed pat on his shoulder.

He took the drink with a laugh, Inara drunk was amusing. "Thank you, ma'am. I appreciate it." He took a drink and stifled a slight scowl. He would know that lack of taste anywhere. Everclear.

Scanning the party, he was fairly certain he knew who to blame. However, since everyone seemed to be having fun, it would wait until later. For now, there was cooking to be done.

A few moments later, he presented her with one of the mushroom heads and a cup of the glaze.

"Thank you, so much," Inara said with entirely too much sincerity, laying a firm hand on his shoulder, and then drifted off into the party again now that she was properly provided with more food than she was likely to actually finish.

He watched her walk away and shook his head. There was little else he could do, really.

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