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5th Floor Common Room, Friday Evening -- PARTY

There were lots of delicious smells coming from the fifth floor common room, for Ronan, faced with hosting a potluck, had decided that he couldn't but go overboard with his own dishes: a chicken curry, thick, with lots of vegetables, and pot of vegetarian chili for those who preferred their food... not made of meat.

Ronan didn't quite understand the concept, but he liked vegetables anyway, so it all worked out.

There was a small sign posted on the door, announcing: "Ronan's Birthday Potluck! All Welcome."

[~~Please to be waiting for~~ OCD is up!]

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Come in! Come one, come all!

Leave dishes for people to take from! Take from other people's dishes! EAT. :D

Ronan's mingling with people, a wide smile on his face as he hung out with his friends.

He did say in the email that they weren't required, but if you did decide to bring one, you can leave it here!

To keep the intertubes from falling out!

I'll be AFK-ish for about a half-hour as I make food -- omg food -- but then I'll be around the rest of the night. :D

Turtle heard there was a party and ~~her mun~~ she could actually make it, so of course she was there. One could never do enough networking.

Hurley showed up, even though he'd only really met Ronan the once. And that was an... odd meeting.

Of course Turtle brought a birthday present.

It was the same present everyone got. Tucked inside a St. Patrick's Day card (what? It was funny, and she had a ton of them left over, anyway) was a $25 gift certificate for Turtle & Canary.

Oh, look, Jen had sucked it up and gotten over herself a little.

She looked a little awkward, but she was here.

Also hungry.

Hurley brought some hot pockets.

In a pinch, they could be used as anti-Ben Linus missiles.

Not that Hurley had any idea who Ben Linus was, yet.

Angela had no idea who this guy was.

But it was a party, and it said anyone was welcome, so... here she was, spreading party cheer.

John had been going to the kitchen for a bowl for his Cheetos when he saw the setup. And then he figured, as long as he was here, he might as well stay for a while, and dumped the Cheetos into a bowl for everyone's benefit.

At some point, John relinquished the bowl to the table, setting it free.

Jaina had expected John to actually return with the bowl and eventually wandered down to the common room, on the lookout for the tall boy with the hair. Aha, party, that explained it.

Like Dōjima would miss a party, especially one for one of her favorite flirting targets.

She was there, totally ready to have a good time.

Look, Jen had been at work all day, so she brought pizza.

Gooey, cheesy, greasy, but delicious bacon-cheeseburger pizza.

And no, she didn't make it herself; that would have been cruel.

Turtle wasn't much one for cooking, really. She did know she could do sandwiches, though, so that plate of cute little finger sandwiches with the crusts cut off and little party toothpicks with green detail on them?

Oh, yeah. Those were hers. They were awesome.

"So, you just turned six, huh?" Hurley joked.

Dōjima had gone into town and brought back enough sushi to feed a small army, complete with little signs in case anyone was allergic to shellfish or stuff like that.

The sake, however, she was holding on to, and was only getting shared with her friends.

Tahiri needed something to do (anything to put off double-checking that translation she'd been asked to look over, and the offending datapad was on the floor of her closet at the moment), and the food smelled good, so she wandered on in.

Don't mind her looking a little fidgety.

"Well, now I'm nineteen," Dōjima quipped, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "I swear, this island hates my birthday. Last year it was aliens, this year I was tiny."

"...Aliens?" Hurley repeated. "What?"

"Roooooooooooooomie!" Oh no, Dōjima wasn't looking devious at all. "Guess what I brought?"

"If this is your way of losing me just when I turn my comm off..." Jaina greeted him.

"Is it safe for the underage kids to see?" Jen asked, quirking an eyebrow.

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5th Floor Common Room, Friday Evening -- PARTY

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Food!

Speak to the Birthday Boy!

Presents, if You Brought Them!

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