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

[doubleoohbaby]

Sounds like my sort of kid. [No, srsly, if he can cause mischief with someone, that is pretty much all he needs in life.]

Just don't make it bowling again. I don't think I can hold back on beating him.

[hexappeal]

It's different when you're responsible for him, James. [If Zee has a hard time keeping him out of trouble, he's gotta be something else!]

We let you win!

[doubleoohbaby]

Didn't do a very good job. If I recall, he won. [Because James was nice and stuff for once. A massive rarity.]

[hexappeal]

That's because he was genuinely better than you. [:3]

[doubleoohbaby]

Because I let him win.

[hexappeal]

If that helps you sleep at night, sure.

[doubleoohbaby]

You help me sleep at night. [Not at all subtle ass squeeze.]

[hexappeal]

When I let you, you mean. [She considers responding, but she'd get caught with what she intends to do, she knows it...]

[doubleoohbaby]

Mm, I like it when you don't, though. [It's not like either of them are ever subtle.]

[hexappeal]

I like it when you're a pushover. There's something very attractive about it. [Although she likes being a pushover and playing meek just as much, frankly. And, even better? Both being aggressive. But that tends to leave a lot of marks by the next day. Good thing they both wear suits. Well, mostly.]

[doubleoohbaby]

It's because it's something special. Just for you. [Said as he tilts up to press a kiss to her neck. And it's true, because there's no way in hell James would be rolling over for anyone else. He likes it in return though, and they're really both as bad as each other when it comes to all this.]

[hexappeal]

How sweet of you. I always like it when there's something that belongs to me and no one else. [She makes sure it's kept chaste by slipping a hand under his jawline and gently guiding his head away from her neck. She can trust him to be a big boy in public, but still. Gotta make sure if anyone caught that that they know she disapproves...]

[doubleoohbaby]

I'm all yours. [Fine, he behaves and doesn't let the kiss linger, but he steals another quick peck to her lips and slaps a palm against her thigh.] Come on, I won't be able to eat like this.

[hexappeal]

Except when you're eating, then you belong to no one. [She demurely picks at his fingers, gently removing them from under the hem of the dress she is wearing one by one before pushing his hand away. She slips out of his lap with ease, though there's nearly a little bit of flashing going on (it was most likely intentional and meant to frustrate, but who can say for certain?). Smoothing out her dress, she grins.] Anything I can get you before I disappear into the night?

[doubleoohbaby]

You know nothing can come between me and my food, darling. [As much as he regrets having his hand pried away from her, he copes, especially when he gets a good view of some flashing going on which he's pretty certain was done on purpose, no matter what she might say.] Nothing, my dear. Merely the promise of your company later tonight.