The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

[texted3times]

It was Eric's very favorite week. He'd cranked up the heat in the bar just a little bit, declared it Shirtless Monday, and was now sprawled out in a pair of leather pants (level of difficulty: high) in the lounge area with a tasteful (if you squint) "Full Service Meat, Take Number for Service" sign above a ticket dispenser.

Now serving customer 134, apparently. Eric was very classy.

And very available, if you were into that sort of thing this week.

The Devil's Nest was open, the drinks were strong, and the vampire was on the prowl.

[OOC:SP warning again as I clean the entire house for a MIL visit...]

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[existencemisspent]

Eliot probably should have anticipated a theme when he came out on the town this evening. As it was, he was left wishing for a proper garment bag to tuck his fine wool jacket and waist coat into as he shucked them off and unbuttoned his shirt.

Alas, he'd simply have to make do with a hanger in -- please, someone tell him this place had a coat check.

"Well, if nothing else it has some delightful scenery," he assured himself as he swanned over to the bar to lounge and observe over a martini. "If this doesn't end in an orgy I will be deeply disappointed!"

[texted3times]

"Me too," Eric said, eyes twinkling.

[existencemisspent]

"Then I hope you know how to organize one," Eliot said, smiling. "Since you're tonight's host, are you not?"

[texted3times]

"Well, there is a back room," Eric said, "so we don't traumatize Tiny."

[existencemisspent]

"Mmm, which one is Tiny?" Eliot asked, looking around.

[texted3times]

Eric gestured lazily to the bar. "The not-small one."

[existencemisspent]

Eliot looked over.

"He wouldn't want to join?"

[texted3times]

Eric wrinkled his nose. "He might but I have to work with him later."

[existencemisspent]

"Ah," Eliot said.

He was very disappointed in you, Eric.

"Well then. I suppose we could have two orgies."

[texted3times]

"I think that's a good compromise," Eric said, smiling.

[existencemisspent]

“We have a plan then. I suppose you’d prefer fully separate rooms with at least a wall between yourself and your coworker?”

[texted3times]

Eric nodded. "Please."

[existencemisspent]

“And what shape are the other areas of this establishment in?”

[texted3times]

"Orgy ready," Eric said, smirking.

Well. You couldn't really be the Devil's Nest and not be prepared for contingencies, could you?

[stykera]

Well, that was a very different but still very pleasant view and Eliot got an admiring nod from Stark.

[existencemisspent]

Eliot offered him a smile and a nod in return.

"Well. If it isn't my second favorite cyclops."

To be fair, Margo had a fair margin over everyone in all categories.

[stykera]

That was only fair.

"Did Margo thank you for me? For the drink at my birthday?"

Stark wanted to be sure Eliot had been appropriately thanked.

[existencemisspent]

“She certainly did. Margo is very diligent about such things.”

[stykera]

"Good," Stark said with a nod. "I enjoyed it. Very much."

He'd giggled, Eliot. Repeatedly!

"It was my very first birthday."

[existencemisspent]

Eliot pressed his hand to his chest. “I missed your very first party? My word! I hope you thoroughly enjoyed that drink at least.”

[stykera]

"I enjoyed it very much," Stark told him seriously. "So did Margo. It was a very good party."

"Even if you weren't there."

[carbsliftthespirit]

"Did someone say 'orgy?'" Raiden asked, somewhere between excited and hopeful. Like a sexy golden retriever, kind of. "Aw, man, I haven't been to a good orgy in..." he was thinking about it. "Way too long," he finally concluded.