( open ) First Night of Hanukkah

[signedlefthanded]

Who: Violet, everyone
What: HANUKKAH
When: Night of the 8th
Where: Violet's shop
Rating: PG?

[The shop floor has been cleared, tables set. A hanukiah stands in the middle of the table. At sundown, a blessing is read. Afterwards, Violet starts taking off the lids to the dishes. There are a ton of latkes as well as other fried breads and Jewish pastries. Of course there is roasts and fish, and Violet tried her hand at several different dishes.]

ooc: so I am not Jewish and just spent a long time reading about Hanukkah. If I screwed something up, I am so sorry.

Also feel free to assume there are nutcrackers around. Treat this like a party post.

Comments

[signedlefthanded]

A kiss? [Well that is a strange request, but she doesn't find herself objecting.]

If you wish.

[nihilo]

[ Alice just scoots closer. ]

Should I close my eyes?

[signedlefthanded]

[She straightens then.]

If you want to. [She leans in a little closer to her now, not particularly thinking about what she is doing. After all, she's only kissed one other person.]

[nihilo]

[ She chuckles, before placing her fingers under Violet's chin and leaning in for the lips, of course. ]

[signedlefthanded]

[Violet finds her lips against the woman's, kissing her back. It's softer than a guy's. Her hand steadies herself on the chair.]

[nihilo]

[ Alice is considerate enough not to be insistent, at least, pulling back slightly to smile with amusement at her. ]

[signedlefthanded]

[She gives an awkward smile back. Well then. That's not how she expected tonight to go.]

[nihilo]

[ She grins. ]

Now then, I never caught your name.

[signedlefthanded]

[She smiles back.]

Violet. Violet Baudelaire.

[nihilo]

Alice Morgan.

[signedlefthanded]

Pleasure to meet you. Officially.

[nihilo]

Now I owe you latkes.

[signedlefthanded]

And I look forward to them.

[nihilo]

Because you should.

[signedlefthanded]

Are you a good cook?

[nihilo]

I'm a good everything.

[signedlefthanded]

Somehow I'm not surprised.

[nihilo]

Really? Is it written on my forehead?

[signedlefthanded]

No. You just seem like someone who is very adept.

[nihilo]

Adept. [ Her smile spreads. ] I like how that sounds.