Fourth Floor Common Room, Evening

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As had become tradition for StuCo sponsored events, a large table was off to one side, covered with snacks and tubs of drinks.

The chairs and couches had all been pushed to the walls, leaving the center of the floor open for the whose ever turn it was.

Isabel rushed around collecting last minute ideas for things to be acted out.

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Re: Play Charades

[blessed_twice]

"Square!" Wyatt said helpfully.

Re: Play Charades

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that wasn't working the way he thought it would.

Dean mimed pulling out a wallet and gesturing as if flipping it open, holding up his hand with the imaginary wallet towards the audience.

Re: Play Charades

[blessed_twice]

"You're...paying for something?" Wyatt said.

Re: Play Charades

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean shook his head, mimed a gun with the other hand and pointed that at the audience with the wallet.

Re: Play Charades

[blessed_twice]

"You're...the police? FBI agent?" Wyatt said. "Showing your gun and your badge?"

Re: Play Charades

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean nodded, pointing at Wyatt when he said 'FBI agent'.

Then he mimed looking up above him and pointing the gun at the sky.

Re: Play Charades

[blessed_twice]

"Men in black?" Wyatt guessed.

Re: Play Charades

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean nodded his head in a "sorta" gesture, then made moved his hand horizontally, then diagonally downwards from the end of the first gesture and then horizontally again.

Re: Play Charades

[blessed_twice]

"The Z Cases?" Wyatt said, recognizing the letter.

Re: Play Charades

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yes!" Dean said, grinning in triumph.