TURKEY DAY AT THE PIE HOLE II

[onetouch]

WHO: Ned and Digby and you and you and you and all your closest friends
WHERE: The Pie Hole pie restaurant and bakeshop
WHEN: Thanksgiving Day, November 22 8am - November 23 1am (he'lll stick around for any stragglers tho)
WARNINGS: Shouldn't be any...
SUMMARY: Ned invites the whole City to the Pie Hole. He and Zatanna are cooking and baking everything (there are meat and meatless options), but feel free to bring a favorite from home!
FORMAT: quick/spam; make your own threads for your own people or table. on open threads estimate the time of arrival.
NO ONE IS EVER LATE!!!!!

[From the outside, the Pie Hole hasn't changed much, though the window is draped in elaborate snowflake-shaped lights, but inside is a whole other story. Zatanna has made quite a spectacle of the place, a huge banquet hall filled with long and short tables for enjoying your meal with any number of friends. And the decorations are outrageous. Ned's Christmas decorations, which were already over-the-top have all been magically enhanced and Thanksgivingsized like little crystalline pumpkin baubles and overspilling cornucopia on each buffet table, lined up in front of the kitchen. Ned is firmly putting his foot down this year: no one is to enter his kitchen but Zee or himself.

He'll be serving regular pie menu as well as breakfast (frittatas) until twelve noon at which point there will be an hour or two for people to arrive and mingle. The food will be out by 1:30-2 pm and dessert to be served at 3 pm. Ned just wants everyone to have a great day so come in and make yourself at home!! There are a few kegs as well if you all didn't listen and byob...]

Comments

[hexappeal]

I like that, too. [She doesn't know what he's doing, but if he asked, she could point him toward it. Booze is great :(]

[allbloodyhail]

Well good. I'd hate to disappoint. [He slips and nearly takes a header, but he catches himself at the last minute on the edge of the table.] There's gotta be somethin' heavier around here somewhere.

[hexappeal]

You should have asked me to start with. I did help organize this.

[She walks off and returns with what appears to be mid-grade and not too cheap whiskey. She just assumes he's going to drink the whole bottle so... she holds it out, one hand around the neck and the other placed firmly on the bottom.] You can tell me how much you love me later.

[allbloodyhail]

[His eyes lit up, did Christmas come early?] How ever will I repay you?

[hexappeal]

I can think of a few things, but they're far from appropriate. This is a family holiday, after all.

[allbloodyhail]

Says who? I'm not even from this country. [he's eating... something, he forgot to look at it first. now the virgin sip of booze... oh ahh yes. this is good :')]

[hexappeal]

Me, either. [Not technically, anyway. She joins in the booze sipping; a highball glass appears out of thin air and she takes a long drink from it.]

[allbloodyhail]

So we don't have to follow their rules. [SO THERE!!!!!]

[hexappeal]

I'm helping to throw this shindig, you know. [And she doesn't want to ruin it for Ned. He didn't get to experience it last year. :(]

[allbloodyhail]

Your rules then.

[hexappeal]

See? Sucks, right -- pun unintentional.

[allbloodyhail]

Suuure it was.

[hexappeal]

Please, I'd rather make a stake joke. It's morbid and not a current pre-teen and middle-aged woman fixation.

[A beat.] Crap, I'm a middle-aged woman.

[allbloodyhail]

[He laughed aloud before he could stop himself, a tear even forming under his eye.] If it's any consolation, you don't look a day over thirty.

[hexappeal]

I appreciate it. I just hit forty this year in the City, but my kind of semi-immortal isn't like, Merlin, thankfully. What's the point of living forever if you aren't hot, right?

[She beams a little, if only because he's a sweetie pie. u///u]