The other day I got invited to a party but I stayed home instead

[latexspectre]

WHO: Laurie Juspeczyk & You!
WHERE: A drinking establishment with jazz music!
WHEN: December 2nd, throughout the night
WARNINGS: Language, possibly
SUMMARY: It's Laurie's birthday again and she's celebrating by drinking.
FORMAT: Your choice!

Normally, she'd stay at home if she wanted to drink. Or she'd go to someplace expensive and order something incredibly overpriced. But Laurie didn't have an expense account in the City, and since moving into Sally's now vacated apartment, she didn't feel much like celebrating her birthday with all of her mother's things. That was pathetic and sad, and Laurie was anything but. Even if she was choosing to celebrate by drinking alone. At least she'd do it in public.

She was seated at the bar, listening to a pianist pick out "Misty", waiting for the bartender to bring her another scotch mist. Her trusty trenchcoat was draped over the stool next to her, eyes fixed on nothing in particular as she soaked in the atmosphere and tried to enjoy this odd little birthday alone in the City.

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[motherflocker.livejournal.com]

Oswald had spent probably far too much time perusing the local establishments. Some of it was a recruiting exercise, finding some of the finest dancers he could, and some of it was figuring out what other people had done. He wasn't about to create an establishment that was anything but unique, and he couldn't do that if he didn't know what other people had done.

Tonight, it was this particular establishment, and tonight he caught sight of the lovely young lady drinking alone. To him, it was a damn outrage. No lady should be drinking alone, and further no lady as lovely as that one should, no matter the circumstances. He made his way (okay, more like waddled) over to the bar stools, moving for the opposite side from her coat, and lifted a finger to the bartender.

"Let me take care of that for you, my dear."

[out_of_time]

Jack knew it was Laurie's birthday today, because he knew things. (Also he had access to her personnel file) And he knew she would be lonely and in need of company but not a party, because her mother was gone. From there, figuring out which bar she was most likely to be at was just a bit of deduction combined with finding out her musical tastes.

Once he picked her out in the bar, Jack walked up behind the stool next to Laurie that wasn't currently wearing her trenchcoat. "Hey Laurie," he said casually. "This seat taken?"

[shotyoudeadbang]

She's not the only one drinking by herself tonight. There's some guy with a stache at the other end of the bar with some kind of whiskey.

/gently slides in here

[finalpunchline.livejournal.com]

Funny enough, at least to his perspective, Eddie was going out tonight to celebrate the same thing. Only for him, this was more the way he celebrated every year. Hell of thing. In this City he'd gotten used to stumbling on Sal every now and again in some dive, striking things up like they were kids and stupid again. Nothing had ever given him the idea he'd see the birthday girl herself this time around, though, sitting at the bar like she belonged there. And Christ didn't she look like her mother, all except for the hair...

He couldn't get drunk easily anymore, but that wasn't going to stop him from trying. Or from doing so by taken a seat on the stool next to her.