http://gameknowsgame.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] gameknowsgame.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2008-09-05 05:07 pm

The boardwalk, Friday evening

Blair didn't have ice to work with this time, but she tried to do what she could with the location she had. Luckily the beach was pretty. Besides, too much gold in the decorations tended to cross the line into tacky.

So she kept the decorations to twinkling gold lights and candles. Most of the linens were a crisp white, with golden napkins and table runners to provide pops of color.

The bulk of the gold went into the food. There were brandied apricots, lemon and chocolate cheesecakes, mango sorbets, small cups of saffron vanilla pudding, miniature stuffed yellow peppers, and any number of foods that followed the theme, along with the pies that Ned had made.

Drinks were mixed, but naturally included Goldschläger, as well as coffee and cocoa decorated with tiny gold letters which said things like "Fandom" or "Goodbye Summer."

Blair had staked out a prime table with a view of the water. She sipped at a passionfruit martini, listened to the music coming out of the various speakers she'd had set up, and looked forward to a night of judging watching the crowd.

She was also going to make sure nobody served those skunks. Clearly they didn't know how to hold their liquor.

[ooc: OCD up! Party down!]

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[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooh. Could always use the extra money," Ned agreed. "You've done bake sales before?"

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[identity profile] laidanegg.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"No, but it can't be that hard, can it?" Dick asked. "Set up a table with a 'Pie: $1' sign on it, find a way to get people to the table, and try not to be insanely bored when nobody's around."

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[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
"And it's not bad pie," he said. "I mean, it's not like we'd be ripping them off."

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[identity profile] laidanegg.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"If anything, at a dollar a piece, it's a bargain," Dick concurred.

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[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Split the profits?" Ned asked.

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[identity profile] laidanegg.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure," Dick said. "I'll bring the table, you bring the pies."

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[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Deal," Ned said, giving Dick a nod. "You will have your pies."

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[identity profile] laidanegg.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Excellent," Dick said. "You know, I didn't come to a party expecting to organize a bake sale. I wouldn't have even considered it a possibility."

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[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't expect it either," Ned laughed, "but it's for a good cause?"

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[identity profile] laidanegg.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Exactly," Dick said. "So, pies aside, are you enjoying yourself tonight?"

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[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I am," he said, surprised at that. "I'm still not big party guy but I can deal with this, when I can do something to help and kind of stay out of the way and talk to people I know."

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[identity profile] laidanegg.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Still, you're getting there," Dick said. "Give it another six months and you'll be a social butterfly."

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[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"I doubt that," he laughed. "Sixteen years, maybe."

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[identity profile] laidanegg.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"It'll probably be somewhere between the two extremes," Dick compromised.

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[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2008-09-06 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe," Ned said, not sure if he believed that. "If I become a social butterfly, you'll know you made a difference."