Oh, yes, it's Ladies' Night. And the feeling's right...

[bossyboiler]

Who: The Ladies (featuring Winter)
When: Tuesday Night
Where: Starting out a bar named TWenty-One and Cup and from there, who knows!?!
Summary: All of the girls have been invited. Now it's time for the Ladies enjoy a much needed night on the town. DRINKING GAME ALERT! Spot Winter, take a shot.
Notes: This is a mix and mingle style log. Post your own top-level, respond to others.
Warnings: N/A at the moment, will update if needed.


There's a new bar in Gloucester and the imported ladies mean to make the most of its first Ladies Night. Twenty-One and Cup promises half-off all pun-inspired drinks and shots are buy two, get one free. There are plenty of pun-inspired drinks such as Cinnamon Toast Punch, Tequila Mockingbird and Sauvignon Private Ryan. The puns don't stop there. Puns adore the various artwork surrounding the bar.

The rest of the bar's décor is casual. There are fairy lights that decorate the ceiling with a large disco ball in the center of the room that's meant to serve as the dance floor. Seating comes mostly in the form of tables but in the various corners there are booths to sit in. There are a smattering of couches here and there.

There's no need to worry about a designated driver. They all had to take the bus.

All signs point towards that it should be a fun evening for all though some may hate themselves in the morning.

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[bossyboiler]

In the beginning...

Kate says the magical word that everyone wants to here as soon as they have all made themselves comfortable at the bar. "First round's on me!" For herself she orders a 'Sangin’ In the Rain' which is a sangria with a funny name. She waits to see what everyone else orders. Will they order something equally as punny or will they be boring?

Normally she doesn't care for puns but when alcohol is involved, she doesn't mind.

She has prepared for this evening. She has drank a bottle of water. There is food in her stomach. Kate does not want a repeat of the bonfire beach and the hangover from hell. Given that she is a bit of a lightweight, she has started off with a lighter drink (in her mind only). There's no way she's going to let history repeat itself!

During the middle...

Halfway through the evening, Kate finds herself in the ladies room. She has just finished washing her hands when she turns to the person next to her. "You're so pretty. Oh my Gods. Do you know how pretty you are?"

At the end....

But you know what they say about the best laid plans. The end of the evening finds Kate drunk. And she's a friendly drunk too. But maybe someone needs to watch her because she's not exactly her coordinated self. No one wants a surprise trip to the ER.

Middle

[failedpromise]

Cortana doesn't need to use the toilet, but bars are sometimes messy places, and after getting someone's overly sugary cocktail spilled all over herself she ends up in the restroom anyway, cleaning herself up at the sink.

She wasn't paying much attention-hard to focus on more than one thing when confined to a singular and limited body-and the words startled her. Water flung in all directions as she whipped around to stare, blinking, at the other woman.

...Pretty, huh?

She smiled with a touch of sadness. Did it really count when her human form was an ADI illusion, and her true form was an avatar of her own design? She'd made herself beautiful. She'd made herself a monster, too.

"Thanks." Still, she knew how to properly respond to a compliment. "You're not so bad looking yourself."

[bossyboiler]

Kate beams a smile back to the woman. "That's so sweet. Thank you." She reaches into her small purse and pulls out a tube of lipstick. It's time to reapply. "I'm Kate by the way. We haven't met yet."

[henchgal]

Meredith's been head down into her work most of the month so far. A little withdrawn, a little short with people. Jeff did a number on her while everyone was snowed in, and her recovery has been...

...not as fast as she'd like. But that's Mere, putting pressure on herself again. That's Mere, expecting herself to be normal, when she's clearly not.

She comes out to Ladies' night, though, to have a couple glasses of I Know Why The Caged Bird Sangria and try to feel like herself again. She's even dressed up, a sequinned dress and a pair of boots that make her calves look amazing.

[abrightboy]

Malcolm knows Mere has been under the weather, but when she gets home from work, she gets dressed up and heads out and, call him curious, call him a little bit overprotective, but he pulls on his own coat and heads out as well, staying well back through the streets, but when she goes into a bar, he has to know what's going on. He doesn't want her to get hurt by doing something rash. She hasn't been herself. So he goes inside and sidled up next to her at the bar.

"Come here often?"

[henchgal]

"First time. Kate called for a ladies' night, so I thought I'd...I thought I'd..." She gestures at the drink instead of ending the sentence, and gives Malcolm a faintly almost guilty look. "Sorry, did you need me back at home or something?"

[abrightboy]

He shrugs. "No." He glances around. "...It's ladies' night?" There are a disproportionate number of women around. "They didn't stop me at the door," he muses. He looks at Meredith. "You've been acting kind of... different lately. I was just... looking out for you."

[henchgal]

"I'm back to work, so I'm fine. Right?" She smiles quickly, before taking a sip of her drink. "Besides, I don't want you and Tim and Gil worrying too much about me."

[abrightboy]

"Well, we're going to do that no matter what," he points out. "But, um. I invented pretending to be fine by working too much."

[henchgal]

"Maybe in your world you invented it, but in mine it's an Idlewild original." She lets out a bit of a laugh. "Besides, I'm not working now. I'm going out. I'm being around people. See?"

[abrightboy]

"It's good. That's good. ...Can I be people for a bit?" he asks, looking over.

[henchgal]

Meredith reaches out, puts a hand cold from her glass on top of Malcolm's.

"Sure, though you ought to know there's probably plans to drunkenly visit Sephora later. Ladies night--we're going makeup shopping, and I might decide to find a lipstick that suits you."

End

[musicdied]

Yelena isn't much more sober than Kate by the time the night ends, but she's a bit more experienced with exiling sobriety, and steadier on her feet as a result. And so as they trudge to the bus stop that will - in theory - allow them to catch the last bus back in time to make curfew, she comes up between Kate and the road, and slings an arm around her shoulders.

"This," she says gravely, "was an excellent idea."

[abrightboy]

“I’m told that jewel tones flatter me,” he says, waving the bartender over and ordering a cinnamon toast punch. “What else does a ladies night involve?”

[henchgal]

"I can see that. Cool ones, to bring out the color of your eyes."

Meredith laughs. "And I don't know what all Kate has planned. Depends on how much we drink. Bar crawl's an option. Going home for a drunk fashion show? I don't know."

[abrightboy]

"Could be fun. Maybe I can find a frock that goes with my lipstick," he teases. He glances around. "What made you want to come out tonight?" he asks. Meredith works a lot; that isn't a surprising reaction to her ordeal. But a pub crawl? Is a bit of a different story.

Malcolm Bright | Prodigal Son | OTA

[abrightboy]

In attempting to keep an eye on Meredith, Malcolm has accidentally ended up at Ladies' Night. He's not sure what all that entails, but he'll nurse his drink for a few hours and he'll gamely participate in any activity that's not a drinking game.

[bossyboiler]

"What are you doing here?" Kate asks after sliding up to the bar next to him. So far, she's only had the one drink and one shot. She's starting to accrue a nice buzz but isn't drunk or even tipsy yet. (Give it time though!)

How dry they aren't.

[bossyboiler]

Kate could have stumbled at the extra weight not being pressed around her shoulders but she doesn't. It's a win for Kate and a loss for gravity. She laughs a little at Yelena's antics and in appreciation of her idea being complimented.

"It was..." She doesn't quite slur her words. "We should totes do it again."

[abrightboy]

He shrugs. "I saw Meredith come in. Thought I'd hang out and make sure she gets home okay," he tells her. "I didn't know there was an event."

[bossyboiler]

"That's the most considerate way to crash Ladies Night. I can't fault you though. Yelena and I have our own chaperone."

[abrightboy]

"You do?" Malcolm says, looking around. "Who?"

[bossyboiler]

"You haven't seen him yet?" She shakes her head a little. "I don't think you're supposed to see him but Winter is here."

[henchgal]

"Trying to do something that's almost kind of normal. Okay, normal for other people, but you know what I mean. But don't worry, this isn't me looking for an excuse to go on a bender and fall apart or anything."

She's pretty sure of that. Mostly.

Here But Not

[worthallthis]

Winter is not part of ladies night. But Winter is at ladies night. Kind of. He perches on the roof of the neighboring building for each bar they visit, and watches them through the bar windows. He climbs down and walks by the front of the bar maybe once an hour to get a better look.

When the ladies leave for the night or go to another bar, he tails them at approximately ten meters.

He does nothing to really hide that he's doing this. He's protecting his people, because like three quarters of his remaining people are at this ladies night, and he can't let anything happen to them.

If anyone wants to approach him about being a creepy stalker, or to bring him a drink or a snack, he won't chase them away.