Caritas, Monday afternoon/evening/night

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Kenzi was in here relatively early for work, blowing up extra balloons, and occasionally inhaling helium to squeak at Tino and freak him out.

Specials
Bourbon and Blood Orange Blast
White Sangria

And because there were still small and/or underage children on the island:

Milkshakes - name your own - $1 for anyone under 12


[ooc: up early by request - birthday party for Eliot!]

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The Band

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Are very festive. Wearing an assortment of bunny ears, green top hats, and deely-bobbies with little hearts on them.

So Kenzi broke out the seasonal headwear, sue her.

Re: The Band

[stoleafamily.livejournal.com]

Later in the evening, Spike headed for the stage with his borrowed bass.

"Everyone, sing along in honor of the birthday dude! ...Feliz cumpleaños a ti, feliz cumpleaños a ti...."

Re: The Band

[stonecolekiller.livejournal.com]

Riley didn't know Spanish well enough to sing along -- she was better at Northern European languages, fluent in Dutch and German and getting close with Swedish -- but she joined in with Eliot's guitar, anyway, and hummed along.

Re: The Band

[stoleafamily.livejournal.com]

"Toooooo youuuu!" Spike finished up in English with a flourish, and grinned, applauding for Eliot. He turned to Riley. "I have the bass! You pick the next song, you're carrying the melody."

The Bar

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Where Kenzi was willing to make milkshakes for short kids, mock big kids who thought they needed I.D., and booze for anyone missing their kid after they dropped them off in the park.

RE: The Bar

[fjordiclets.livejournal.com]

Dagny had been waiting for an age for Tamsin to finally take her to see Kenzi. Since that wasn't happening, she'd taken matters into her own hands and... taken off.

(A grumpy Tamsin wasn't far behind.)

It took some phone-based research, but she burst into the bar halfway into the afternoon. "Kenzi?"

Re: The Bar

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Who's asking?" Kenzi said on reflex, turning around with hands full of blood oranges. She blinked at Tamsin and her-- well, not quite mini-me, but definitely some kinda offspring. "Hey?"

RE: Re: The Bar

[fjordiclets.livejournal.com]

Tamsin was lagging way behind now, though, hanging out by the doors, rolling her eyes. She needed booze; that was the only upside of this arrangement.

Dagny slid into a seat at the bar without another word, then hunkered forward. "Dagny," she said. "I've been looking for you all over, but my stupid bio-mom wouldn't let me."

(She didn't actually think Tamsin was stupid. She was insanely eager to meet her. But Tamsin, as it turned out, was grumpy.)

Re: The Bar

[my2dads.livejournal.com]

Before the party started, Ada was sitting at a stool at the bar, practicing her 'sophisticated debutante' persona. Aunt Sophie always said a chance to work a character was time never wasted.

Re: The Bar

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"What's your poison?" Kenzi asked, popping up with a blue cloudy bottle in one hand, and a drinks shaker in the other.

Re: The Bar

[my2dads.livejournal.com]

"Sangria?" Ada said, taking advantage of being on Fandom to have a drink. Surely her dads wouldn't mind just one!

Assuming they ever had to know.

And since Kenzi definitely fit Ada's criteria of cute people, she was getting a flirtatious smile and a little more Creole drawl as she added, "Please."

The Lounge

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Which had decorations appropriate for someone's birthday, yup.

RE: The Lounge

[vdistinctive]

Eliot grabbed himself a beer and sttled into the lounge area. Riley got a beer of her own -- eying him to see if he'd object -- and came over to join him.

"I found out it eas your birthday like tenminutes ago," she said. "So I'm not giving you a present."

"Darlin', you bein' here is present enough."

"Ew," said Riley.

Re: The Lounge

[stoleafamily.livejournal.com]

Spike settled in with a beer too, looking pleased with himself, and said, "Am I a present too?" He grinned. "I could sing Happy Birthday in Spanish to make it more of a present, if you want."

Re: The Lounge

[vdistinctive]

"Definitely ain't gonna complain if you want to sing it," Eliot said. Having them as teenagers was fun, but he did kind of miss the younger versions from last year. "But if you wanna just relax and enjoy yourself, that's fine, too."

Re: The Lounge

[my2dads.livejournal.com]

"And I could follow it up in French!" Ada said, elbowing Spike over before sprawling down next to him.

Look, of everyone else here, he was her brother. That meant he got tormented extra to show she cared.

Re: The Lounge

[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker was bouncing, and had two presents ready and wrapped, set on the booth's table, and a chocolate milkshake for her and Emmy to split.

Emmy had drawn Eliot a guitar in a sky; Parker had gotten (http://www.deandeluca.com/food/spices-seasonings/40-tube-spice-rack) other (http://www.amazon.com/Angled-Aluminum-Knife-Stand-Silver/dp/B00009OWEZ/ref=sr_1_66?srs=3027833011&ie=UTF8&qid=1460958285&sr=8-66) things.

"Happy 40th birthday!"

Re: The Lounge

[vdistinctive]

Eliot immediately started investigating the spices, smelling a few to check for freshness, seeing what varieties there were. "This is fantastic, Parker, thank you."

He wouldn't mind her not repeating just how old he was, though.

Re: The Lounge

[stonecolekiller.livejournal.com]

"Wait, he's forty?" Riley asked, appalled in that way only a teenager could be. "You're sleeping with an old guy!"

Just so's you know, Parker.

Re: The Lounge

[my2dads.livejournal.com]

Ada came in with a cake (http://sweetsomethingsdesserts.com/40th-birthday-cake-vintage/) she'd spent most of the afternoon on. Under the frosting was a spice cake, since that was Dad's favorite, but she couldn't help but be a bit of a troll when it came to the decorations.

"Happy birthday, Dad!" she said. "Pure 100% vintage dude right here!"

Re: The Lounge

[locointhecoco]

Pinkie understood that Eliot wasn't looking for her kind of birthday celebration. Everypony had their own preferences for parties and that wasn't just Okay, it was What Made Ponies Special. So when she left her party cannon at home when she went to swing by her coteacher's party, instead bringing along her perfectly wrapped present: a full set of professional quality beginner's pastry making supplies. And a little handmade coupon book for pastry baking lessons.

She'd learned it from the best back in Ponyville, after all. The least she could do is pass her skills on!

She also dropped off a perfect, life-size balloon-Eliot, which she tied surreptitiously to the back of his chair. Because balloons.

RE: The Lounge

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Hardison's gift was very small. It was also distinctively-shaped. Which, yes, Hardison had chosen for a reason. Ada had inherited troll from both parents.

Inside the box was a key. Eliot would have to figure out what the key went to, but a boat with a giant red bow at the docks would probably be an excellent clue.

"Happy birthday, babe," he said, brushing a kiss over Eliot's cheek.

Re: The Lounge

[throughaphase]

Kitty couldn't stay long, since she had a house full of kids and she was not bringing them to a bar, but she could make an appearance for a bit. "So a little birdie told me happy birthday's in order," she said.

The TV Room

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If you're hiding from your children. Or your parents.

OOC

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Woooot. Around most of the day; slow between 5-9pm ET.

Eliot's birthday party starting at *handwavey* time.