Caritas- Saturday

[throughaphase]

The place was open tonight, and hopefully people had actually heard about or seen the signs for the Over 18 party. Otherwise... this was going to be lame, oops.

The bar was open in case anyone wanted to drink (imagine that), and the floor in the back room had been mostly cleared with the tables pushed back so people could mingle or eventually sleep if they ended up not wanting to trudge home later.

And there was a sign out.

PARTYGOERS GET THE FIRST ROUND FREE!
(Must be over 18)

Hello, incentive.


[So I am off to drive the sidestreets up to LA on a spare tire and will be trying to ping from my phone, LJ permitting. If not, I will ping back as soon as I get back omg.]

Comments

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan visibly perked up. "Dragons?" he asked, his inner twelve-year-old jumping with joy.

And then his adult self caught up. "They're not the angry, fire-breathing, gold-hoarding variety, are they?"

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

"They're about the size of cocker spaniels at the moment," Tyrion shared, with a concerned look at ronan's enthusiasm. "I assume they can breathe fire, though I've never seen it."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[not_in_the_book]

"Aah. So, like, tiny dragons." Ronan nodded. "That's... a little less disconcerting."

He'd caught the concerned look, and, yes, was feeling a little sheepish about his initial reaction. But! Dragons! Dragons were cool! Just like fezzes.