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]

"And that kinda logic right there is why I'm not gonna let you have any absinthe in Paris, yoto."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Not even a little?" Sokka pouted.

[raspberryturk]

"Not even a sip," Reno agreed. "Or else we'll find you two hours afterward, your pants around your ankles, whining because the toilet paper sprouted wings and flew away, or somethin."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Yes, because that's exactly what I do when I get stoned," Sokka griped.

[raspberryturk]

"You ever been stoned, before?" Reno was trying not to laugh, here. "Because, damn, if you have? I want pictures."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"You were there for I Never, right?" Sokka asked, with a raised eyebrow. "Cactus juice in the desert. Was NOT pretty. ...And no, there are no pictures (http://www.avatarspiritmedia.net/dvdscreens.php?ep=211&page=8)."

[raspberryturk]

"That's a real shame. Might have to let you get into the absinthe after all, just so long as I got a camera handy, zoto."

[*DIES AND IS DEAD* HAHAHAHA. OHMAN.]

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"See, there you go. I'll be happy, and you'll have blackmail material."