TURKEY DAY AT THE PIE HOLE

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WHO: EVERYONE EVER!!1
WHERE: The Pie Hole pie restaurant and bakeshop
WHEN: Thanksgiving Day, November 24 12pm-12am
WARNINGS: PG-13 at the most I would guess.
SUMMARY: Ned invites the whole City to the Pie Hole for Thanksgiving Dinner. It will be open to all those who aren't cooking by 12 and the food should hit the tables around 1-1:30. Feel free to come as late as you want, Ned will be here all night. Zatanna has magicked the place to be endlessly large so never fear, there's a place for you and yours!
FORMAT: quick/spam; make your own threads for your own people or table.
NO ONE IS EVER LATE!!!!!

[For most of the night, Ned will be shut away in the kitchen, but he's not completely rude so he'll be making the rounds...]

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KITCHEN

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

[If you're cooking or wanting to bother the chefs, have at.]

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

I'm here, Thanksgiving can begin! [Buffy was still acting bizarrely cheerful for having been gone 2 years that was really a week Cityside, but nevertheless she was here to help out and help out she would.]

[coffeeking]

Hullo!

[Ianto peeks his head into the kitchen, holding a bag of coffee beans. He clearly intends to be tonight's barista.]

OPEN!

[tattleina]

[Shirley is preparing some simple, icing covered turkey cookies to serve at the tables. Finishing her first batch, she pulls them out of an oven and sniffs in the fresh cookie scented air.]

Would anyone like a sample?

[justasdamaged.livejournal.com]

[Rita appears to be everywhere at once. One second she's checking the turkey and the next she's alternating between different side dishes to make sure they are all well spiced and cooking to perfection. Somehow she still manages to smile cheerfully while doing it.]

I think we're right on schedule. [She says to no one in particular.]

OPEN

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

[Erin hurries into the kitchen, narrowly avoiding people scurrying about with food.]

Hey, does anybody know if there are Pilgrim hats and Indian feathers around here somewhere?

[Oh, Erin. So non-PC.]

FOOD TABLES

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[mingle mingle]

THE OFFICE TABLE

[humanjuicebox.livejournal.com]

[Michael is busy setting out little place cards so everyone will sit where he wants them to!!! ...None of them make any sense. Jim and Pam are nowhere near each other and he's set himself up between Erin and Ryan at the head of the table.]

Our first holiday off-world, isn't this exciting? [Oh wait...Halloween... oh well. That didn't count.]

HAN FUCKING SOLO.

[soloisms.livejournal.com]

[get out of the way, it's pie time and you don't get in the way of Han Solo and his fucking pie. his face is on the outside of this establishment, he's a celebrity.]

Open to anybody and everybody

[yelloweyesdarksomething]

[ There is a little monster kid, and he is trying to pile his plate full of everything. It is like watching a game of food-tetris. ]

open for eeeveryone

[shiny-lilkaylee.livejournal.com]

*Kaylee's new to this whole Thanksgiving thing. But, wow, so much food that looks amazing. So far, she's a fan.*

The Ginger Table ( also open to non-gingers. if you're lucky. )

[batbogeyed]

[ This is Ginny's first ever Thanksgiving, and so far she loves it. It's been ages since she's had anything with pumpkin in it, and even though this is pie rather than juice, the taste reminds her of home. ]

I love this holiday. I might adopt it.

open!

[spicytalk.livejournal.com]

[Milling around the food tables is (one) witch known as Tara Maclay. She can't really pick what to eat since everything looks so good. Help her?]

OPEN

[couldmakeucare.livejournal.com]

[Veronica is working on balancing two plates full of food, and there's probably at least a roll in each pocket.]

[to no one in particular] You know, I may have overestimated my ability to eat...

Open to Everyone

[wind_dancer]

[Sofia has a plate filed high with a food and takes a seat at a random table with other people as her friends haven't arrived yet.]

OUTSIDE

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

[Having a quick smoke break or just peaking in? Oh boy, that smells good.]

[shotaemperor.livejournal.com]

[oh wow what is this wonderful smell? it smells like spices he's never smelled and it -

oh dear, it makes his tummy rumble. surely it won't be that bad, right?]

open - and for john

[sh-consulting.livejournal.com]

[Sherlock came to a stop outside the Pie Hole, squinting as he looked in. He flicked open his comm and looked at the invitation again, open to all imports in the city.

There wouldn't be a better time to get the lay of the land.

He turned, to look back at John with a smirk.]

Well. Ready for a holiday?

OPEN

[notfrancie.livejournal.com]

[Nancy is smoking a cigarette and avoiding the fuck out of Andy. She wanted there to be Entemann's and not all this homemade crap. She was sure somehow she could convince Andy to go to the store later. But for now she was smoking and avoiding and giving off Do not approach vibes.

But really, approach.]

Open

[hellionated]

[ Julian was here a lot later than he'd meant to be. It was getting dark, and he'd spent most of the afternoon thinking he probably shouldn't come at all.

But after what happened at the parade this morning, he needs to see something normal. Even if normal involved a magically enlarged pie shop where a bunch of strangers ate dinner together because they had dimensional displacement in common.

It doesn't matter, not really. That stuff is normal in the City. And he could use the distraction, so he's here. He leans against the wall, watching people come and go. ]

open!

[lovedthesun.livejournal.com]

[The second it's safe enough to go outside without the risk of burning alive, Shahrazad steps out. She enjoys the night air but, also she is little lonely. Given the meaning of the holiday it's difficult not having Esther or her human family around. Watching the sun set almost makes her feel like Esther is there with her.]

JUST ARRIVED?

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Hello, hello. [Ned has shaken more hands today than he has in all of his 29 and three quarter years. It feels unnatural, even if he knows that in the end it'll be good for business. He pastes on a smile and does his best not to balk at all the direct physical contact.]

OPEN

[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

[Dexter showed up a little later than his wife, not wanting to get in between her and her glorious cooking. He had brought the green bean casserole and brussel sprouts Rita had made the night before and a case of Iron Beer. It's non alcoholic, and he was almost surprised to find it here, but he's already popping one open and milling around by the time people start trickling in.]

LATE NIGHT

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OPEN.

[breakhisknees.livejournal.com]

[it sounds a little ridiculous, but rather than crashing parties that he wasn't invited to (a very nice girl that Elizabeth, her family was crazy) and having to say "cheery" stuff, cross was having a night to himself. he was used to the whole idea that he didn't celebrate moments with family, but that didn't mean that he could add rum to his pumpkin pudding and make it a special pumpkin pudding.]