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

[solidorkable]

If only looks could portray what we really felt.

(If looks could make you disappear and replace you with a better suitor.)

But no thank you, you are Zatanna's guest. By that, I should be making you feel as welcome (leave) as possible.

[doubleoohbaby]

Don't worry, kid, I won't be sticking around for long. You won't have to stare disapprovingly for much longer.

[He knows when he's not wanted :c]

[solidorkable]

(he puts a hand on James' shoulder, staring at him intently.) I would not leave just because of a simple look, I fear you will have to endure it. However, Zatanna would be very upset should you leave.

[doubleoohbaby]

[What a creeper... James just glances slowly down at that hand.] Actually, we already agreed I could leave after food. Your mother has a mind of her own beyond your little assumptions.

[solidorkable]

(he catches himself being too familiar and snatches it away, hiding it.) Please, stay. I - would like to get to know you.

[doubleoohbaby]

Now isn't the best time.

[It's not exactly what he excepted to hear from the kid.] Perhaps another time?

[solidorkable]

Will I have to deceive you into coming dinner?

[doubleoohbaby]

I'd rather you just asked.

[solidorkable]

Then we shall make plans to have dinner.

[doubleoohbaby]

Nothing else you'd rather do? Plenty out there for kids.

[solidorkable]

And when I have ever given you any inclination that I am a child?

[doubleoohbaby]

I was meaning activities better suited to me. [Because he's a big kid, geddit?]

[solidorkable]

(unfortunately for james, larsa doesn't quite understand it and looks at him with a very quizzical expression:) If... you insist.

[doubleoohbaby]

We'll have to find something we'll both enjoy. Maybe not bowling...

[solidorkable]

(Larsa thinks for a moment before he says:) Then, tell me what you enjoy.

[doubleoohbaby]

[Paaause.]

Ever tried climbing?

[solidorkable]

... Climbing.

[doubleoohbaby]

Yes, climbing. You're not the sort, I suppose.

[solidorkable]

(he almost indignantly produces the most snobbish harummph.) I could be the sort. It just seems something rather strange for someone of your very refined tastes.

(that's almost sarcastic.)

[doubleoohbaby]

Climbing is about endurance, integrity, balance, problem solving and everything in between. Not to mention solitary. Perfect for my 'refined tastes'. [Verbal finger quotations.]

[solidorkable]

Mr. Bond, when you suggested an activity, I was hoping it was not one that is considered normal in Ivalice. Between the beasts, the elementals and hunters, climbing is rather ... (he waves his hand, trying to find a polite word for it:)

Climbing.

[doubleoohbaby]

Well, I apologise if climbing isn't up to Your Majesty's normal level of enjoyment.

[solidorkable]

(he frowns slightly, hating when people actually use that on him.) Is there nothing else from your world that intrigues you? Hunting, I find, is actually quite enjoyable.

[doubleoohbaby]

Mm, if you want to hunt, we can hunt. [That's something James can probably just about tolerate doing with a teen.]

[solidorkable]

Or swordsmanship. Or. (he gets rather fidgety before dropping his voice.)

I ... rarely get to do things that "regular" (those not of noble standing) people partake in. For instance, I cannot simply go to an opera without a cortege or just happen to walk around without people treating me as I am fragile.