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!

Comments

Re: The Bar!

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Oh, definitely having fun," Peter said. "And the night is already getting better. I also would have thought that you would know I am very capable of making my own fun. And video yearbooks."

Re: The Bar!

[icecoldfrost]

"Sadly, video yearbook missed our trip to the spa already," Emma quipped. "But I'll be happy to film a meeting for you sometime where we're doing volunteer work or learning important skills."

Re: The Bar!

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I got enough footage of the hum-drum," Peter said with a smile. "Besides, I hear they might be cutting funding to the club. Might vanish without a trace by Monday morning."