A Night in West Egg

[professorlionface]

WHO: EVERYBODY OF ALL AGES
WHERE: The Xavier Institute
WHEN: The night of June 16th, all night!
WARNINGS: Who can really tell anymore? Probable language. Possible violence. Copious dancing.
SUMMARY: PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM
FORMAT: OPEN

The guests into an auditorium transformed. Through the magic of papier mache, the room has been decked out like a speakeasy, the refreshments laid out on a very makeshift bar that will not stock alcohol as long as they can prevent it. The whole room is cast with a cool blue light, and a jazz band's been hired to take the stage for an hour before leaving the rest of the evening to the DJ.

It was time to get this party started.

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Comments

[inspirefear]

[ No stop it, he's got a image to maintain! ]

Yes.

[recurve]

Wow. The god of fun you are not. [She finishes the rest of her punch.]

[inspirefear]

[ He wrinkles his nose, the mustache isn't the most comfortable thing on his face. ]

Our definition of fun may not be the same thing. Besides, I thought my role was to just look good, which is exactly what I have been doing since we got here.

[recurve]

[She smooths her own mustache.] Okay, let me define it for you. Fun is you and me enjoying ourselves, separately or together. I've had my fun. I got you to wear this outfit and show up with me, and that's what I wanted. Now it's your turn. I mean, unless you really do enjoy standing here, looking awkward, in which case, carry on and tell me to hang.

[inspirefear]

[ Calmly ] I'll have my fun in due time, there's no need to push it.

[recurve]

And in the mean time?

[inspirefear]

Have another glass of punch and continue to have this conversation with you, I guess.

[recurve]

[She rolls her eyes at him, but seems tolerant and amused as she refills their cups.] We could sit?

[inspirefear]

People wouldn't be able to see our outfits as well if we sat down.

[ a beat ]

We could walk around and show off our neat purple suits some more. We did go out of our way for this, after all.

[recurve]

[She just stares at him a moment before offering him her arm, like a gentleman.] We do look rather dashing.

[inspirefear]

[ LMFghd...

he stares back at her blankly for a few seconds before adjusting his hat and taking her arm. ]

Yeah, we do.

[recurve]

[She grins at him as they start their parade. They are obviously the coolest kids at this prom and everyone should be jealous.]

The mustache looks good. Very convincing.

[inspirefear]

Convincing, yeah, with my blonde hair, I would definitely have a black mustache.

[recurve]

[Kate laughs, it's not mean or anything though.]

I think you're very handsome. Clark Gable was the perfect choice.