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[eternityalone]

Who: Anyone!
What: It's a Wine Tasting at the Lux
When: Saturday Evening
Where: The Lux.
Sugarplum Fairies: PLENTY.
Notes: ANYONE is welcome. Prose or brackets. I'm just having Katherine start it off, but feel free to have your very own thread. This is a party-post of sorts. It's at the Lux and there are plenty of wines and platters of small bits of food that are meant to accentuate the flavor of the wine. Cheese, Chocolate, Fruits... etc.



The Lux isn't Katherine's first choice of social locations, but it does have the luxury of being somewhere that has been deemed as off-limits for the Salvatore brothers. She'd put the math together through the journals and from over-hearing conversations of employees and the ghosts. Such gossips. She'd already resolved to go to that Speed Dating thing, just trying to make some effort to figure out just who all was in this place and just how vulnerable some of them were.

For the moment, she's milling through the crowd, glass in hand, and keeping an eye on everyone. She's fully capable of slipping by most of them undetected. Knowing that her speed would easily put her out of anyone's line of sight if she didn't want to be seen. Tonight though, she wasn't planning on shying away from too many of them.

Comments

[assassino]

"Casunziei, then? Fresh pasta stuffed with ham, cheese and mushrooms, smothered in butter?" he replied, plenty entertained. Oh, he'd cook her dinner, alright. "Now I just need the date from you, madonna."

[howruthless]

That ... actually sounded very good. Let's just see if I could pull it off.

"I'll get back to you. I have to check my schedule."

Psh. She had no schedule. She just knew how to play hard to get.

i intend to try making it sometime >:)

[assassino]

He laughed.

"That busy in paradise? I fear getting bored."

mmmmmm.

[howruthless]

"Then you clearly don't know how to keep yourself occupied."

[assassino]

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows, amused. "I thought I was plenty good at it, but perhaps my methods don't meet American standards."

[howruthless]

"Perhaps not," she said, finishing the rest of her glass, before placing it down on the bar next to her. "I'll let you know about that dinner."