Jeff, The God of Biscuits, Sunday night

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel took Sean for a walk, then wound his way towards Jeff, The God of Biscuits.

Being inclined to brood when nothing else presented itself, Angel was currently brooding over the following things:

1) Would anyone show for the party?

2) Would he be expected to mingle and make small talk because... no. Just no.

3) Would Jeff, The God of Biscuits have an anti-puppy policy?

4) Would they be out of those Italian cookies with the sprinkles?

It was a rough life being a souled vampire.

[ooc: c'mon in party peeps. Or those who just want baked goods.]

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair bounced into the shop after work, smelling like popcorn.

"Sean! Angel!" He stopped and leaned forward. "Angel, right?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Blair!" Angel said. Sean ran over to say hello to him. "Yep, it's me. Go on. Ask me anything."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto wandered into the bakery. "Hey."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel grinned at her. "Hey."

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

He'd stopped by the second floor common room to see if anyone there needed help, after the verdict passed down by the Dean, but things seemed to be well in hand and nobody appeared to need any of the "heavy lifting" the Dean had ordered him to do. So, in somewhat of a foul mood, Archie decided to take another trip down to the bakery for this party he'd seen mentioned.

He wasn't sure how exactly one would run a party at a bakery, but, well, this way at least his curiosity would be assuaged.

And maybe he could make it through the night without getting drenched.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hey - " Angel paused when he realized this was somebody he didn't know that well. "Archie, right? We've got class together?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

After talking to the new Vice Principal, Isabel walked into town in search of cookies. Xander had highly spoken of Jeff, The God of Biscuits and she figured that she owed him some cookies after laughing at his admiration of the Mountie's hat.

She walked in and stopped. "Angel?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Angel," he confirmed. "Go on, ask me anything. I can prove it."

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's here and she's wearing a hat. In case of balloons. But it's a cute hat. And she may be looking for stealthy people.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Jaye. How'd the pictures turn out?"

[chasingangela]

Angela is there.

Yes, her hair really is black. No, it isn't on purpose. And from the way she keeps playing with it and looking at the ends, one might assume she's a little self-conscious about the change.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Angela," Angel said. Surprisingly for all that he was into product, Angel, like most men, was extremely oblivious to when girls did new things to their hair.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee carries in a bottle of ambrosia. Seems like the right occasion, eh?

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Lee, glad you could join us!" Angel said. Echoing the sentiment, Sean ran over to greet Lee enthusiastically. No rhyme intended.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter walked in, pulling Victor behind him. He wasn't sure what they were actually celebrating, other than that it had to do with Angel, but a party was a party, right?

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair waved to Walter and Victor. "Hey guys!"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wandered in. Figuring, you know, party. It'd have to be fun, right?

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter tossed Nadia a cookie and grinned. "Hey! No tequila cow tonight?"

[gikkingen.livejournal.com]

After that . . . movie, the Baron went in search of something for a bit of a bedlunch. Specifically he was thinking scones. What he found was a party. Odd, that.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair went to hand out a cookie and then paused, taking in the new...persons apperance. "Um...well, hello. I'm Blair. Cookie?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

The roommate's gotta come to the party right? Right? Especially when Angel's got his pretty body back and there's no more gray hair.

"Angel! You're you again!"

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

A teenage boy comes in shortly thereafter. He really was only looking for biscuits, as they seem to be out of them at home...but he's apparently walked into a party.

And into John Crichton. "Oops. Sorry."

Taking CJ's lead...he doesn't bother to introduce himself.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory bounced in. Because hey, party.

And also? Hey, bakery.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Where's your partner in crime?" Lee asks.

[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Jessica stands just outside the entrance for what seems like forever. Thinking of the message Angel had left, it sounded like he wanted her to be there. Why? -She had no idea. But if it would make him happy then Jessica would go. She enters, takes a seat off to the side, and pretends to busy herself powdering her nose and half-hiding her face with a mirror, peering over it and scanning the room for familiar faces.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel smiled when he spotted Jessica's red hair. "Jessica. Hey. Glad you could make it. Hope this is an okay thing instead of the coffee."

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan had no idea there was a party going on, but she'd been meaning to get pastries at the Jeff, the God of Biscuits for some time. She blinked around in surprise at the revelry around her, then moved to the counter to ask for those sugar straws.

[gikkingen.livejournal.com]

The Baron stepped up to the counter beside the woman and tipped his hat to her, bowing slightly. "Excuse me, madam, but would you have any idea what I have found myself in the midst of?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hey Angel! I heard about the whole soul thing from Blair last night. I'm glad to see you're feeling better!"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Pippi," Angel said. "Yeah, me too. Come join us!"

[can_be_more]

Aeryn almost didn't show up specifically due to the name of the place. Fine. They had a God of Rats and a Coffee God. Why not a God of Biscuits. This planet is weird.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee grins at Aeryn. "Hey, Aeryn," he says.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is here. She should be celebrating. She should be happy.

The note (http://mparker17.livejournal.com/24295.html?thread=564199#t564199) in her purse, and the tightly-clutched cellphone in her hand, guarantee that she isn't.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Parker, hey," Angel said. "Glad you could come."

[fh_jackass]

Logan wandered into the party and gave Angel a wave.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Logan, hey," Angel came over. "Glad you could make it."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna came in, looking like she'd rather be breaking various limbs, attached to certain half-demons, than celebrating.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Alanna!" Angel waved at her. "Glad you could make it! Let me buy you something to say thanks."

[superartie]

Artie bounded in. He looked over the crowd. It was difficult to tell from his expression or his pose, but he seemed confused and intrigued.

"Tasty biscuits?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Very tasty indeed sir."

She holds out a plate.

"Try one."

A Toast!

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Everybody!" Angel whistled to get the crowd's attention. "Everybody, if I can have your ears for just a sec.

"I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who helped out yesterday. All the folks in 306 - John, Jaye, Isabel, the whole crew who helped get the door down. Alanna for researching and doing the spellwork. Blair for being there for me when I came knocking at his door. Parker for helping Blair. Logan for assisting with the revenge. And of course the woman of the hour: Callisto, who when she saw somebody in my body acting unusually she didn't freak out but immediately reached for a stake."

Angel held up his coffee cup. "Thanks guys!"

Re: A Toast!

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan blinked. Well, that did answer the question about the celebration, didn't it?

She held up a coffee cup with everyone else, gamely, hoping she'd get a chance to meet all these people-- and *not* in a professional capacity.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter wandered into the party. There were sure to be some people he knew here. And failing that, hey, baked goods.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

There was a big enough crowd that Angel couldn't watch where he was going. As he tried to make sure he didn't spill his coffee it was entirely possible that he might bump into someone behind him.

An Announcement from Logan

[fh_jackass]

Logan stood up on a chair and cleared his throat. When enough people were watching, he said, "I DID NOT HAVE SEX WITH MOLLY. CAM IS JUST AN IDIOT. THANK YOU." He hopped down from the chair.

Re: An Announcement from Logan

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory blinked.

"I was just asking. And I know Cam is an idiot sometimes. What does that have to do with anything?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Despite the fact that the amount of times Bridge has gone in to town could be counted on one hand, he decides to go to Angel's party, because... yay! party! and also? Baked goods.

[deadly_little]

As Bridge walks in the door, a water balloon flies at his back out of seemingly nowhere. The water has green food coloring in it.

[sooo_cute]

Not everyone here is weird, and Quinn figures she should meet more of them. Since she tried to fix the common room earlier and all. Maybe someone will buy her a soda. If they have sodas here.

[deadly_little]

A water balloon with red food coloring in it is tossed out nowhere at Quinn's side.