Electric Fairyland Opening

[Aurora]

If Faye noticed Alice’s panic, it doesn’t show, cause in fact, she doesn’t notice.

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Date		Action		Roll		Result
2016-05-25 15:44:19		Faye rolls 5 to Paying attention? (Wits+ Comp) (10 Again)		2, 5, 3, 6, 5		failure

Though her mention of seeing her mom, brought a raised eyebrow of confusion. Blue eyes flicker over to look at Konrad, and when he doesn’t mention anything, she shrugs.

“Oh, we can defiantly do it sooner than Halloween! Just let me know when you want to go out.” Would be fun to see if Alice could let go and have fun.

Fighting the urge to grin, Faye instead matches his mock surprise, “You’re right!” she exclaims with excitement. And then Konrad mentions….shopping? “You want to take us shopping?” she questions, not that she minded, but it wasn’t every day that a guy offers to take you shopping. "Is there something wrong with my club clothes?" she asks playfully with a pout, clearly giving him a hard time.

“Well, if Alice is game, then count me in.” she says with a smirk.

[Lesingnon]

The flash of frustration was certainly noticed. But this wasn't the time or place to delve into it. So he squeezed her hand softly as it found his. And tilted his head slightly to the side at the latter part of what she had to say. The gleam in her eye was certainly something he could recognize. But that didn't mean he quite knew what conversation she was talking about. "Umm...which chat is that?"

[Crowley]

Crowley had to chuckle at Sasha's comments. Still, the wounds seeped through: the guileless musician club owner couldn't stop that. Didn't notice it. Wasn't aware of it. Instead he continued:

"Well. Yeah. Baggage. Life. You know? I know you know. Its just... I haven't found the right people in a long while. Thought I found some but - you guessed it - their baggage got in the way. My baggage...? I've lost friends. Good friends. Sworn brothers - ah! Ain't like that no more. But at least here, with this place... I get to give back so that others can take the stage. Who knows. Maybe someone's story will go viral. And it'd be because of this place."

He beamed.

"Dancer? Huh. Well... I could ask around. Its not like I don't know people who are begging for some good dancers." His lips quirked and with a visible effort he clarified: "Professional dancers. To accompany their performances. I ah don't think you'd like my style of music: its for head banging and screaming. Or was, anyway. But sure, if something comes together I could... give you a call. See if we could make something of it."

He leaned on the bar, posture shifting as he waited. Waited for the offer of a business card. Or a number. An exchange of information.

[Pixie Styx]

Coco's words and charming wink revives a besotted smile in return.

"And I thank you for that my dear." Quite noticeably, Daisy's masked, and human eyes travel the length of Coco's shimmering sliver dress. "Though I must say great minds think alike." she finishes with a laugh, though nostalgia had been her initial reasoning for her choice in garments, but what emboldened her to venture out into the world wearing it was the look upon Coco's face when it was first spotted.

Puzzlement lasts for a second as she seeing a man with blond hair great herself and her date, then she slowing recognizes features not quite familiar, but growing in that direction. "Daniel?" Daisy guesses, "I do believe we are." she answers, agreeing with Ava, "'Tis hard to argue against a great time when you find yourself in such marvelous company."

"I am a sculptor by trade." and for a wizened, that was usually all there ever was. "I've seems to find my niche in surreal fantasy creatures." by taking her task and making it her own.

When the Iron Queen joins them, Daisy gives the women her hand to shake. Though the fawn's grip is light and delicate, nothing of the firmness that Daisy finds within the Smith's hands. "Hello Ramona. I'm Daisy," she has to still her tongue for she'd almost said 'Coco's Daisy', and perhaps it was still too soon for such things.

[Coco]

"You know, it's such a shame that we don't meet up like this more often," Coco opined with a precarious gesture of her drink.

"I certainly wouldn't mind being able to drink for free more often," she added with a laugh, raising her glass then in mock salute to Daniel. It was a challenge, after all: you might be hospitable tonight, but will that be a rarity?

She hoped he would take the bait. She honestly wouldn't mind losing this competition if it did mean she suddenly had a free tab...though, when she thought of it like that, it sounded unforgivably callous even to herself.

Thankfully it was all unspoken.

"I'm am serious, though," Coco amended. "Perhaps we should find an activity to all start together. Or perhaps we should simply set aside at least one day a month to meet up and enjoy each other's company amidst food or drink. I would even say we should start such a tradition tonight, except that I've promised to show Daisy more of the city. So, sadly, you'll be bereft of our company before long."

[West]

Week to go!

[Crowley]

"Coffee. Yes. Oh - and that reading? Not that I'm any good. With the cards, I mean."

Fox like was Crowley's happy smile as cards and numbers were exchanged.

His eyes lifted to run spot checks on his club: the clientele; his assistant at the bar; the musicians on the stage.

He found himself leaning back on his feet, chest puffing with pride.

It was a good night.

[Konrad Roth]

Konrad chuckles along with Madison's playful offense. "No no, I think you look great in anything, and less than anything," he answers in mock apology. "I just figured Alice here might need help picking something out. Since she hasn't been clubbing before. And I've got the cash to spare even if it'll feel like I'm treating myself."

He flashes a shameless grin to accompany his flirting. Though Madison seems to welcome the attention, he's still not sure how comfortable Alice is with the whole idea.

"What do you say, Alice? Think of it as an educational experience." Saber Sloth

[Terri Nutkins]

Terri grinned as she looked round and caught the nod from L'aire, getting the signal that it was time to go.

"Well, I'll let you think about it on the way home. Perhaps over dinner to, if you're really lucky," she replied as her head slowly returned to Rick, detaching her hands from his and running them down over his thighs as she turned to leave, signalling back to L'aire with a nod.