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.

quick-links!
DANCE FLOOR
REFRESHMENTS
SIDELINES
OUTSIDE

Comments

[bests]

You do make it look good.

[ she takes his grin as a sign that most of his embarrassment has passed and just a little hesitantly continues. ]

So what are the chances of me actually convincing you to dance with me while wearing the fedora sometime tonight?

[incywincyhero]

[The smile stays on but the shoulders hunch, and the tips of his ears turn red.] Magic eight ball says, "Maybe when I'm convinced the crowd inside has completely forgotten I ever existed."

[bests]

[ she reaches out and runs her fingers through the hair on the back of peter's head, half as a comforting gesture an half just because she can. ]

I never said it had to be in front of other people, but alright. I'll wait and see if the magic eight ball changes its mind.

[incywincyhero]

[He leans into her hand, letting himself be soothed by her touch. But then he turns to blink at her.] What, d'you mean -- out here? [A matching gesture.]

[bests]

[ she nods ] Out here, on the roof, in a hallway... I'm not interested in the where we'd dance, or even if we'd be any good at it, so much as I am who I'd be dancing with.

[incywincyhero]

Well, in that case ... [He levers himself up, takes a moment to stretch, then reaches down a hand to hers.] Here we can hear the music, at least.

[bests]

[ she looks a little surprised, but grins as she takes his hand and carefully stands. ] You never cease to amaze me, Mr. Parker.

[incywincyhero]

[He'll back them up a couple of paces before stepping in and placing his free hand at her waist.] Well, I can't rest on my laurels. I'll have to try for a "spectacular" next.

[bests]

[ she smiles and uses her free hand to tweak the brim of his hat before settling it on his shoulder. ] Keep it up and you may get it before the night's out.

[ she pauses briefly and looks down at him with a slight frown tugging at her lips. then she moves the hand on his shoulder so she can take off her heels and throw them on his jacket. cue her smile returning. ]

Now we're good.