It's St. Paddy's day! Everyone's Irish tonight.

[uberboned]

Who: Staff and patrons of The Purgatory. (SO TOTALLY OPEN)
When: March 17th
Where: The Purgatory.
Summary: So maybe St. Patrick's Day has nothing to do with Gabriel or the Purgatory- that's no reason not to have a huge shindig.
Warnings: Drinking and excessive partying.

[The Purgatory has been decorated to resemble a large Irish pub, all metal and glitz replaced by elegantly carved wood with green-glass mirrors and lamps and cozy green drapes and velvet chairs and faux-emeralds giving it the impression that the Emerald City may well have thrown up on an Irish Pub. Drinks tailored for the holiday are all half-off and the cover charge has been removed for anyone who remembers to wear green inside- if you don't, then you'll have to pay and the wait staff are under orders to pinch you all night long. That's what you get for not participating, moron.

The music, thankfully, is just catchy Europop and nothing with fiddles or folk tunes, so the dance floor is as active as ever, but there's nothing on stage tonight, just the general atmosphere of a bunch of people with an awesome and socially acceptable excuse to get drunk.... Getting drunk.

YEEEEAH.]

Comments

[defineshinky]

[Between his face and his accent, Wendy is very tempted to go "Awww." It's a good thing she doesn't.]

I saw a guy painted green. Think you blend in just fine.

[She takes a sip of her drink.]

[acclimatized]

[ with the amount that he's been drinking tonight, a comment like that could go either way. ]

Really? Because I saw a green woman the other day.

[defineshinky]

The ripped woman on the Network? [She holds up her watch which is still placed on her wrist. Habit ensures that she never takes it off.] I saw her too. Kinda thought this thing went wonky for a minute.

So I guess you're a "newcomer" [She even does the air quotes.] like me?

[acclimatized]

Yeah. I never did ask what was up with that. [ john murmurs into his glass. he figures it's a bit bad form, like asking a lady how much she weighs or how old she is, so he never brought it up.

he smiles faintly at the air quotes. ] Don't like the term?

[defineshinky]

Probably for the best. You wouldn't like to make her angry, I bet.

[She shrugs.] Just strikes me as funky. Conjures up dystopian images, you know?

[acclimatized]

[ john gets the reference and chuckles. ]

Never thought about it like that before... well, probably helps that it's lively tonight. Hi, I'm John.

[defineshinky]

It doesn't help that the last time I went all trans-dimension-y, it actually was a dystopia.

[beat]

I'm rambling. Hi, John. I'm Wendy Watson.

[acclimatized]

[ john raises his eyebrows in surprise and he straightens up, more attentive than he was a moment before. ]

No, no, it's not rambling, it's... interesting. Really, quite interesting. Does all this world hopping trans-dimension.. stuff.. happen regularly for you?

[defineshinky]

[She perks up a bit at being "really, quite interesting." It's always nice to hear that from someone with an English accent.]

Well, only one other time, but I guess that's more regular than it is for most people. It was like a mirror universe of my home. Everyone who was good was evil, evil was good, there were terrible beards everywhere. You know.

[acclimatized]

Uhhh yeah, I know about that. Not personally, but I did watch a lot of re-runs growing up.

[defineshinky]

[She laughs, glad he's taking it so well.]

You and me both. It's really weird, how much the TV got right.

[acclimatized]

[ john might be a little drunk. ]

No agonizer buttons, were there?

[defineshinky]

[She nods, showing that she's impressed with the reference. You're not bad, English man.]

Not that I came across. I'm expecting them to pop up here, to be honest with you.

[acclimatized]

Weeell... [ john rolls the word on his tongue and swishes the beer in his glass back and forth. ] ... if it makes you feel any better, I haven't seen any yet. And I’ve been here for a couple of months.

[defineshinky]

That does. But I'll still keep an eye out, just in case.

[She finishes off her third drink and flags down the bartender for a fourth.]

So I guess there's little hope for this being a brief, seriously jarring vacation.

[acclimatized]

[ a small, hapless little smile as his hat wobbles again. ]

There's Easter to look forward to?