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Café Fina, Friday: Faculty Appreciation Party

Naminé headed to Fina in the afternoon to help the cheese-grater and pepper-shaker set up.

By early evening, all the tables were in place. There was a long buffet filled with some of Fina's most excellent cuisine, a table or two of hors d'oeuvres, and a bar, which the pepper-shaker felt it was his duty to man.

The cheese-grater stayed by the front door, ready to greet people and assist them, while the plates took up trays of wine or petit fours and prepared to circulate.

The Specials Board read:

FACULTY APPRECIATION PARTY
Come enjoy a night of fine dining
While we say thank-you to the school's staff!

Naminé nodded. Now, to wait for their guests.

(OCD is coming)

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Make a dramatic entrance, or slip in the front door quietly. Chat with the cheese-grater, if you like.

Tim arrived in a suit, intending to make a good first impression ~~before he set something asplode~~.

Robin had helped organize this, of course he was going to drop by.

Chat, shmooze, shoot the breeze. As you do.

Tim gave the place a once-over. Nice!

"Are you a faculty member?" Naminé asked with a laugh. "I believe I'm supposed to appreciate you, if so."

"Well, appreciate away," Tim said with a smile. "I teach Shop. Tuesday. Last period. This," he said, looking around, "this is some fine appreciating."

Naminé didn't need to arrive, since she was present already. But she was certainly here to mingle.

"Namine, thanks for helping me out with this."

"It was no trouble at all," she smiled. "The cheese-grater gets so excited when we have guests in, you know."

"I'll have to remember that." Robin nodded. Naturally, he didn't find it strange at all for there to be animate, anthropomorphic kitchen utensils running about.

Robin hoped lots of people showed up.

Anemone slipped in the door, and wiggled her fingers at the host. "Hello there, sweet-Robin!"

"Hi Anenome!" Robin bounced. "Thanks for coming!"

"An excuse to eat tasty food and be social? I wouldn't miss it." she said as she moved over to pat his head. "You did a good job, it looks nice."

[woe. have illness of doom, must crash.]

Hee. Being weetiny had it's advantages sometimes. "Well Namine and the staff did the setting up."

Mmmmm, doesn't everything smell delicious? Enjoy Fina's freely moddable fine cuisine.

Feel a need to get your drink on? The pepper-shaker will hook you up.

Or, conversely, if you are a teacher, be appreciated. That is the point, isn't it?

Tim? So could get used to being appreciated. Especially with this kind of buffet!

If you'd like to say something to the group, there's a dais near the bar that seems perfect for it.

Do note, she's not in her usual white (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v328/Rellyjean/namine/38335792722.jpg) dress (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v328/Rellyjean/namine/wrast2001110156_prod_medium.jpg). And she'll only be here the first hour; after that, you'll have to speak to the cheese-grater or pepper-shaker. Both are highly capable of accomodating you.

Valentine slipped in stealthily ~~like a slippy thing~~ to pick up Naminé for their date.

He was rather impressed that the cheese-grater had the foresight to put all of the picnic-type food into a basket for them. He didn't think he'd be able to fit much of this food into those brand new pockets of his.

But jeans were surprisingly comfortable. Even if he had to barter his artistic license on pain of horrible death for them.

"Well, hello, lovely lady."

Naminé turned, eyes lighting up. "Hello," she laughed, slipping an arm around him. "You look rather handsome yourself."

"Well, thank you." He spent a moment just smiling at her. He loved it when she smiled like that. And the clothing that she was wearing was making it difficult for him to keep from letting his lower jaw hit his chest in wonderment.

Wonderment was totally not a romanticized exaggeration. Colours did excellent things for her.

As did those pants.

"So! I happen to have a picnic basket and a lovely lady to share the contents with! Shall we be going?"

"To the beach?" Naminé grinned. "It should be nearly sunset when we arrive. You've got perfect timing."

She leaned up for a light kiss, nearly asking him if he'd had these clothes before, and if so, why hadn't she seen them ... and then realizing that if she braved Pixie Dust for a new outfit, it was entirely possible that he'd done the same.

"I like your jacket," she said instead.

"You do?"

Okay, so perhaps the ~~insipid~~ intrepid miss Tinker Bell had some sense of fashion, after all.

He had half a mint to tell her to feel the sleeves. They really were very nice to touch.

"To the beach," he agreed, and led her to the door, ignoring the applause of the cheese-grater as they headed out.

Parties aren't a good place for the world to end.

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The Buffet

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Speeches, Anyone?

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