Devil's Nest [Friday night, after sunset]

[texted3times]

Eric Northman didn't get nervous over club openings--he saved his nerves for important things like potentially meeting the sun, getting staked or talking with Nan Flanagan--but he was a tad...apprehensive. It would be embarrassing to throw a party and not have anyone show up.

Tiny, the enormous bouncer, was at the door waiting to check IDs, the newly hired DJ was in the booth, the lights were dimmed, the bar was staffed, the overpriced appetizers were being prepped...it was time to get started.

Eric slouched into his leather booth in the VIP section, put a vaguely bored expression on his face and waved his hand at Tiny to open the doors.

Welcome to the Devil's Nest!

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Re: The Bar!

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"If it best suited you, probably,' Peter said honestly. "Which I don't hold against you, let me just say that now."

Re: The Bar!

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Only sensible," she agreed, shrugging. "But for you, I think I can keep zipped."

"Sure you'd do the same for me." Hopefully.

Re: The Bar!

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Are you having an affair with Sookie too?" Peter asked, a chuckle punctuating his question.