Dorm Lobby, Sunday Evening

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

In the lobby is a big-ass banner that reads "WELCOME HOME TIME TRAVELLERS AND AWAY TEAMS AND WORLD SAVERS AND EVERYONE". And... that's more or less it.

On a table in the corner is punch and pie. JUST punch and pie, and the punch comes pre-spiked. There's also a box with a sign on it that says "NO PIE unless you deposit souvenirs here". Feel free to ignore it.

Sokka, after the TREMENDOUS effort involved in planning a shindig such as this, is sitting on the couch and rubbing his eyes, which are still dry and burning from earlier.

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[raspberryturk]

"Eh, it'd be worth makin' a few dozen trips just to see what happens when you give a bunch'a lightweights somethin' good to drink." Reno gave a thoughtful sort of nod. The sort of thoughtful nod that probably didn't actually have much thought behind it at all. "See, Amber, there comes a point in every guy's life where he's just gotta know these things, yoto."

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Amber gave him a thoughtful look back. "Know what things?" She might be lost, or she just might be tipsy and not understanding him as well as she were if she were not drinking. Yo.

[raspberryturk]

"What happens when you give a bunch'a lightweights somethin' good to drink," Reno answered easily, though it was unclear if he was being patient, or if he was actually too drunk himself to realize that he was repeating himself anymore.

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

"Ohhhh, yah, that," she nodded, then giggled. "It would probably be funny until someone got sick."

[raspberryturk]

He considered that one for a moment. "The gettin' sick part ain't so great, yeah," he conceded. "Just means I gotta keep an eye out and figure out where the cutoffs are, yo. Little less drinkin' allowed when someone starts fallin' over, or whatever."

He'd have to let it continue until someone was falling, at least. Falling was amusing.