Sixth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening [WARREN'S BIRTHDAY PARTY!]

[longislandiceme]

Through some miracle of timing, Bobby had actually managed to get everything for Warren's party set up earlier before heading off to Karla's.

Now, though, it was Warren's turn. Hopefully people would still have room for even more food after a BBQ, because the amount of food two brilliant bakers plus one person with access to a very good catering service was impressive.

At least people could work all those excess calories off in the ball pit?

[OOC: up early for slowplay, yay!]

Comments

Re: Yell Surprise/Say Hi to the Birthday Boy!

[brat_inslayage]

"Possible, as in hundred-thousand-to-one odds," Kennedy explained, snorting. "Kind of a lot less real than your wings, there," and she did actually sound a touch envious.

She wasn't a fan of hypotheticals.

"Not that Dad was really thrilled either way. So I get that, kinda. And now we're here, and it's cool, right?"

Re: Yell Surprise/Say Hi to the Birthday Boy!

[wwiii]

"We're here," Warren agreed, "and it's cool. And that really has got to be a Dad thing."

Hell, his was so not thrilled that he'd spent the last ten years looking for a way to get rid of those wings.

"Now, if we look into stocks, it's on our own terms."

How exciting.

[... It got late! I am headed to bed! SP?]